volcanoes and ice cream trucks
dear icelandic
volcano
,
thank you for delaying all air travel to and from europe,
causing gergiev and his chorus to land in new york
{via tel aviv and philly}
about way too many days late,
causing the new york phil to reschedule their rehearsals,
causing my teacher to need to
cut studio class an
hour
short
{in order to make rescheduled rehearsals}
giving me a whole extra
hour
of my day,
with
nothing
else to do
other than visit
the ice cream truck.
with jeremy:
and sammy:
and davey:
my ice cream cone had
r
ainbow jimmies.
and it was delicious.
and it made me feel all summer-y.
my only request,
mr. volcano
,
is that,
since you somehow have a way of affecting peoples' lives in the most random and oddest ways possible,
{i.e. more friends that could come to my mustache party because their concert was cancelled because
bang on a can
was stuck in europe...}
can you somehow begin a string of events that will result in ice cream trucks around the country selling
pistachio soft serve?
that's all, mr. v
i love you.
xoxo
yeh