i don't really want to talk/write/whatever about the information that i managed to uncover last night... but those little faces pretty much sum up the way i feel about it.
and that one too
and that one too
i couldn't begin to explain... because, well... i've been oh so
for so very long now... and i suppose that gaining perspective, stepping into the light can be a bit shocking or traumatic or... or what? or i don't know. words cannot say.
language fails me, yet again.
a sigh of relief? grief? a sigh, of both.
next:
i woke up to a wonderful note this morning. i love notes! the girl house had some people over last night, and i went to bed early (3... early). one of those wonderful people left me a note though. i'ma save it. goes like this:
Heylo tanks y mas
tanks & such foire
whistle wrk
wrk
wrk
hope is that your
losange dont get stuck sucka
yrs,
m
yes, yes, drunken notes are the best. and yes, yes, i got a horse sized lozenge stuck in my thoat last night.