How does one assuage the guilt associated with being the only one home when your roommate's cat dies, suddenly?

I don't get many days off so they aren't supposed to be filled with panic, helplessness and mortality.

Memory No. 40

cupboards, in the house; dead of winter

As the days keep turning into night, I listen. Listening for songs and signs. Noises, really.

Little bits of you, hiding.

Hiding in plain view, but sound travels in a way, a simple way, a way I can't see and only hear for a second.

Remember when? Remember when Valentine's was coming, almost here, but coming fast and sure.

You went to the store and bought some stickers. Retro and cool.

Hiding them, being on your mind, you arrived home. Placing them, where I would look.

Small places, dark and sure.

It took me a while, but I found them all.

You hid them well, throughout the house to be stumbled upon.

First in the pocket.
Second on the shelf.
Third and fourth piled up.

Placed together.

Rx: Need a little spooning?

Nothing about you that don't please me...

The list, the list is the key.

Top 10 Albums of 2009 (alphabetically):


Attack In Black - Years
Dan Auerback - Keep It Hid
Florence and the Machine - Lungs
Kram - Mixtape
Most Serene Republic - ...And the Ever Expanding Universe
Ohbijou - Beacons
Portugal, The Man - The Satanic Satnist
Said the Whale - Islands Disappear
Two Hours Traffic - Two Hours Traffic
The xx - xx


Honourables:
Alexi Murdoch - Away We Go ST
Timber Timbre - Timber Timbre
various - War Child Presents Heroes
YACHT - See Mystery Lights
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Its Blitz!