Katia writes one sentence, then I write another. And so on. Every other sentence until we produce this masterpiece:
This week, I meant to buy a corkscrew, but I didn't. We need to get rid of that Il Bastardo in the refrigerator too, I just remembered. I suppose it's probably gone bad, since it's been sitting with a hole in the cork for about six months. I don't even remember where we got that bottle. I believe Kris and Gabe brought it over for dinner.
I wish our table fit better in that corner. Having a cold is the most annoying feeling. Complaining about it helps, I'm sure. I used to wear a watch every day and now I don't. Watches pull my arm hair out. I miss my watch, it made me feel like a person who always needed to know what time it is. Like a train conductor or a phone operator.
I feel like there's a troll holding my mouth shut.