the reference is to melting points.
ahh to be clean living and vigorous. perhaps I should learn that secret before I learn to make hush puppies. first though I need to learn to sleep sitting up, before I learn to sleep without breathing through my nose. It may not be best to have a heart of stone, but I think I would rather have veins of pewter than of wax. I suppose metaphor based in trivial knowledge is not a particularly inspired form of communication, but since I've grown fearful of my real journal here it is on the internet.
reality is maybe just fate and chance operating independently.
reality is maybe just fate and chance operating independently.