Month: September 1998

9/10/98 am. well he showed up at my door as i was writing… 9/10/98 jonathan, you’re wonderful. and i honestly don’t know that i’ve ever met anyone, and grown to care for them, quite so quickly. i wish i had stopped myself, held my guard where i usually hold it. i’m all about the take … [Read more…]

9/9/98 well then. true love and lots of reveries come and gone. and there are reasons we don’t dream like we used to in high school. the stakes are higher. people think into the future. if you had only told me. i could’ve pulled the o’ so slick woman of your dreams the strong independent … [Read more…]