Saturday, May 21, 2005

I've begun a love affair someplace else; Finally with something I can call my own, and not someone else's. Running back to the ocean, the Great Lake Swimmers, morning coffees, the sound of strings by the creek, Ben Folds, scribbling on public transportation, and Ray LaMontagne; lovers that will remain.

I've saved a bottle full of unfinished kisses for you, you can keep them for a rainy day now.