i had such an exploratory day. all the while i hoped yours was fair. night came, and the moment i found you in such an unpleasant state, my happy day vanished. now, all i can anticipate is your smile. i wish i could break through the dawn. morning is so far away.
photo: nights of cabiria, 1957

i wish to go backwards in order to avoid all the embarrassing incidents i have recently needed to share with you. im fighting the idea of this past denting your love for me...

"i do not want to have meaningless sex with strangers, i want to have meaningful sex with strangers.''
my lemon is missing the lime, and my mistletoe is rather horizontal.

yesterday i took a drive. up to spokane, over to coeur d'alene, and back down to moscow. the company was a delight and i sang through the whole drive. a better day could not be asked for!
a softer world

since turning 21 i have become a rather opinionated beer connoisseur. a word to all the kids out there: never settle for a thrity "bomb" of "key light." happiness is measured in bottles!

sometimes i miss you. for no apparent reason, i continue to work out the "why's" of the situation. somehow i know we will never be over.