On Tuesday I get my new, custom designed, handmade, cherry wood, stained black, federalist style four-poster bed....
Hand made just for me, completely ghost free, by a friend who understood just how much I needed a new safe nest.
It is beautiful in it's solidness, like me...elevated, with four capped beautiful posts that point to the sky.
It will be my fortress, my respite, my spa, my new awakening zone. In it, I will set new memories into play, test my new sexy self (don't know for sure about that, but a girl's gotta dream).
I may on a day off choose that bed to hide from the world, read great novels, write poems, eat Dove sugar free chocolates, page thru trashy fashion magazines, listen to my own favorite music, loud or soft and sing along in my pajamas.
At night when I go to bed and turn on Keith Oberman, I will light candles, drink wine and maybe MAYBE even eat crackers and roll in the crumbs...jeez can't wait.
p.s. ran into "vampire serial killer lawyer."..he says to me, " hey hon, my friends pointedout that you were here. They said that's the lady who hates you...Do you really hate me? Why? I'm a nice guy and sexy..." Yikes...
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