Cool Blue Reason
<< 11:31 a.m. - Friday, Dec. 26, 2003 >>
Conversation is on trial. And I�ve begun to measure the weight of all the words I let fall from my na�ve mouth. Sometimes I just want to lie there with you and listen to our breathing. Words don�t heal much these days. Mine can�t say much of anything. I�m sorry for that. I�ll have to wait for this wavelength to carry me to a more articulate place. Wait. Wait? When did I ever have patience?

Hah.