Colette
Feb 19, 2026
Outside the window were mountains draped with the dawn October mist when we woke up.
I slipped into my white skirt and pink sweater, made him espresso, and made love.
We went to Colette for brunch. We sat by the window and ate pastries and watched the passerby and talked.
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He said, “it’d be so nice if it started raining now and we can go home, make tea, turn on the fireplace, and watch Breaking Bad.”
It started raining when we left the cafe.
We did everything he said. In between episodes I played the piano, he worked on the couch and listened.
We got tired after sometime and went up, did our own things in bed, then fell asleep.
