lawrenceville love letters

tender, new amsterdam, cantina, thunderbird.  atmosphere, dive, courtyard, smoke.  time flows differently through the hours of a warm night, weaving in and out of conversations and skipping long stretches like a needle moving perpendicular to the groove.  the boys can’t help but let portions of their tightly guarded happiness reserves escape in the form of smiles.  the warmth makes the dark no longer menacing but womb-like, erecting temporary barriers against reality.