imagine my voice saying these words; then take another xanax.

burning bright

there is a fantastic novella written by john steinbeck by this name. it’s actually more of a play in novella format, to be clear.  you should pick it up.  it reminds me of a lot of things, this novella. particularly it reminds me of a poem by an altogether different author.

welcome to 2010, the year of the tiger.  the year of this tiger.  the year that this tiger counts her scars alongside her stripes, the year this tiger protects the incredible quarry she stumbled upon quite by accident.

i will keep you updated. i will keep you in my life. i am remembering myself.  i did love, and i loved very well and very strongly and truly, but to the detriment of my own heart.  such is the nature of love, yes? yes.