5.3.05

sitting, finally, in sandy bell's at five, just before dinner across the street. walking all day, touristing with emily and anna. dramatic sky seen from calton hill; all three of us in good enough shape to hoist ourselves up onto the national monument. the afternoon sun is warm, booming in the open doorway. i ordered a bruichladdich for anna and a gin and tonic for myself. it was the perfect drink at the perfect time. teeny glass schweppes bottle, still cool to the touch, sitting in the ashtray while we talked.

in nine days i'll see jon.