on the metro coming home from another wonderful weekend with jake and claire (by myself this time), and not having had a face-to-face conversation with anyone other than jake and claire since friday morning, i realized that i had started to look a lot like them. not just because i was completely covered in dog hair. i actually caught myself having adopted some of their mannerisms: jake's total obliviousness to and disregard for other beings in his close proximity, which causes him to ram his body into others without a backward look; claire's long, soulful, sideways gazes at people for no particular reason.

sometimes it's good to get away from my life for a little while and immerse myself in someone else's. it was fun to pretend that i was kind of the big sister of the household for a few days.

meanwhile it seems as if a rash of breakups is going around. everyone's caught it. maybe it's the change of seasons, which always makes me irritated and restless. season changes are fertile breeding grounds for epidemics of all sorts. it's not a particularly poetic time of year, it's more depressing than anything else; it's not hot enough that you want a significant other to go to Six Flags with, but it's not cold enough that you really want another warm body in your bed. your turtleneck sweaters are making you sweat and itch, but you gotta wear them because you never know when it will decide to get cold again. feeling restless, depressed and restless, that's what this time of year is all about. perfect for a breakup.

anyway, how are you feeling?