She wished it were evening now, wished for the great relief of the calendar inking itself out, of day done and night coming, of ice cubes knocking about in a glass beneath the whisky spilling in, that fine brown affirmation of need.
Author: Michelle Latiolais
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i wish i could have something close to this right now. freaking hungry . presently at an event that started since 10am