outside the whole world is black & white & stiff.
it occurs to me to make a mix that i would give my ideal honey. Full of songs my actual honey mightn't like, songs i can't give anyone else because they are laden with innuendo, because they would lay me bare.
if you want to be my pretend ideal honey, let me know & i'll send you an early valentine.
this evening i've been wearing my favorite red shirt, shelved since summer for good reason, as a little crutch to help me feel better. i have to wear a sweater over it, but i know it is there. & now so do you.
dear science projects boy, i read your book. i like it, i think joseph cornell would like it too. [lovericka.]
