It’s cold and I will never have enough blankets to satisfy me. Maybe it’s some long-lost burrowing instinct from another time, but who can deny ever having spent a few extra minutes in bed in the morning, unwilling to relinquish that toasty warm air caught between the covers and your toes?
Warmth February 4, 2011
I Now Understand January 29, 2011
Ever since I was young I never understood anything about the world. And anything that happened in my life, the only thing that ever made sense to me was you, and how I felt about you, that’s all I’ve ever known, and that’s enough… That’s enough for me for the rest of my life.