Sunday, August 8, 2010

The King of Carrot Flowers


“And this is the room one afternoon I knew I could love you,
And from above you how I sank into your soul,
Into that secret place where no one dares to go…”
Neutral Milk Hotel “The King of Carrot Flowers”

This lyric makes me think of us, and our apartment. As we sit here on the couch in our living room watching Mad Men I remember being here last fall for the first time. In this room, in this same spot on this couch, I knew something was different. I knew this boy was different, that he was extraordinary; I knew that I could love him.

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