the police officer who made me cry stopped in at work, today. to "see if i was still mad at him." that's kind of nice. i suppose i'm impressionable when i'm dripping mascara and yelling at cops.
I don't know when we'll meet again or what will happen in the future but, Desolation, Desolation, I owe so much to Desolation thank you forever for guiding me to the place where I learned all.
i just went through a pile of LPs that were stored for ages in our attic that the family didn't want. saved from the yard sale - old Benny Goodman, and Ella Fitzgerald records. the crowning jewel: the soundrack to Black Orpheus!