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I have so many Valentine's Day roses!
There is this moment in La Dolce Vita when Sylvia is pressed by the paparazzi to admit her three favorite things in life, and they are as follows:
l'amore, l'amore, l'amore.
I am excited that spring is coming. I am listening to jazz songs and looking at Alexander McQueen's butterfly dresses. I am working on villanelles and sestinas inspired by serial killings, and they remind me of the butterfly dresses--they are symmetrical; the colors are juxtaposed and violent.
I wish that I could muster the motivation to actually practice the Cyrillic alphabet.
My hyacinths and daffodils from the grocery store are dying, even though I am taking excellent care of them, and I wonder if they are bred to die early?
I like painting! Also, I could subsist for months-possibly-years on Saint Germain and cinnamon sugar bread.
Julian and I did a couple's massage class which was laden with hilarity.
I am going to start waking up early again.