March 30th, 2005


Let there be light?

I wanted to write about it all. Everything that's happening in a moment.
The way those flowers looked when you carried them in your arms.
This towel – how it smells, how it feels – this thread – all our feelings, yours and mine.
The history of who we were once were.
Everything that's in the world.
Everything mixed up. Like it's all mixed up now.