Monday, February 9, 2009

Nell

I don't have to rehearse until a little later tonight. All my homework is at home. All my food is at home.

The person I'd like to see right now is at home. But not mine.

Nell is waiting for me. Nell will come soon and I'll try and see her clearer and softer than I have before. She is the healer, the light-seer.

I love men who smile.

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