The last supper.

Today, I packed. And so did Jessi.

My whole life. And hers. In separate boxes.

But her boxes didn't say "Protective Underwear" like mine did.

We went to Buona Tavola for dinner.

She got Mozzarella and Heirloom Tomato Salad.
I don't remember the Italian name for it.

I got seafood risotto.

We shared a La Creme for dessert.

And savored every bite.

We didn't want to leave so we ordered coffee.
With massive amounts of cream and sugar.
Cause we're not edgy at all.

And we took goofy pictures.
Cause of the lack of edginess.

And artistic pictures.

Just so we didn't have to leave.

But she did leave and I was sad.




Bye Jessi. I'll miss you like crazy.