"If everything I meant to you you can lick & seal & fold in two then I've been so blind"

It is almost 3 in the morning & I am entirely awake. Why, I do not know.

It is never me. You'll go for anyone else, and I know, because you'll tell me about it later. But I can't figure out why you won't go for me. Or how you can possibly be so oblivious. It shouldn't matter, in any event. It really shouldn't matter. There's no more time left even if it did.

File under things not to care about when you're on the other side of the Atlantic.


Jeff wins major brownie points for killing the daddy long legs crawling up my wall as I hid my face in my robe and squeaked.

That is all.