About me: well, I'm kind of a big deal...
Sometimes I write on the windows. It helps if I can see through words into the space behind them. I take photographs. I'd rather read than talk and rather dance than sing. ((I really can't carry a tune)) I'm distracted by lights and centipedes and any talk of quarks or neutrons. Sometimes I pretend I'm a doctor and diagnose ailments. ((I need a prescription pad)) I crave things like beer and coffee and on occasion a good creme brulee. My fingers smell like cigarettes most the time, I've learned to live with it. ((just the price you pay...)) I listen to music because it feeds my soul, I sleep when I am tired, I even fall asleep in movie theaters. ((something about the darkness)) I don't eat meat and that's ok. I'll cook you dinner if you ask, I like doing that. Sometimes I daydream in a thousand different lives...
Who I'd like to meet: If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!
-Shel Silverstein
Hey there! I know...it HAS been forever! Ocassionally, I will get to see Jenny..but I imagine that Jaden must be a man by now! How are you doing? Your book looks very cool, congratulations :-)
big idea. need to talk. i already wrote the whole thing once but it got fucked up or something then disappeared. anyways, it's about a book. you and me. a kiwi. a window. probably a girl and maybe a glass of red. likely spilled at least a little. call me. sis
