i hate you, summer love.

the sun came out for, like, an hour.
i was in bed watching
the l-word.
i should be asleep like a good cat
but instead i'm doing laundry and watching a late night movie because
solstice is coming and it's too light out to sleep.
and sometimes, when i think about my life and it amounts to
bunny pasta and stepmom alone on a sunday night,
i don't mind.
but sometimes i do.