i heart seattle

i returned from the sexy city this morning after a red-eye flight. the past 4 days exuded rain-kissed bliss, seeing one of my dearest friends, zahra, whom i met/taught with during my short-lived stint as a college counselor in nyc. she's a rarity - after all, there aren't many people i can tolerate for extended stretches of time, nevertheless collectively exterminate any waking sense of time at some neighborhood coffeeshop, pen or book poised in hand. no, i didn't get to climb the space needle, probably as i didn't really have any burning desire to do so. but i did get to have a personal walk-through of 3 branches of the seattle public library (the downtown one's brilliantly posh and modern with shocks of red + neon green at various turns), meet genuinely friendly people that reflected back to me the own inner self-absorbed ice queen i've become, watch bonjour tristesse at a place marked outside by a sole sign reading "cinema," and in the pitch-black at some state park, carkeek i think, sip wine out of valentines-day paper cups on a walkway hovering above the train tracks right by the shoreline.