january is whatever you want it to be, not because it’s the beginning of the year but because that’s just how things worked out.
february is watching a mail truck run over your roommate’s bike and not telling her about it.
march is a tradition you’ve never understood but celebrate anyway.
april is talking about anything besides the weather.
may is seeing a small dog in a small sweater outside your apartment and smiling for the first time all week.
june is being comfortable in silence with anybody.
july is a story you can tell at parties if you ever go to one.
august is your dad not caring you’re bad at sports because your dad doesn’t care about sports.
september is being cold without having to think about it.
october is a youtube video of stephen king explaining to stephen colbert who flava flav is.
november is biting your lip and tasting cabernet.
december is blindly trusting anyone who says, “you don’t want to know.”