September 21, 2006
I need help today. I need the intimacy, the comfort, the presence, the urge, I need the need. I want the connection of bodies, minds, spirits. Lena wrote in her journal, every night that single prayer, that single hope. And then her pen seemed to move on its own, as if it knew what was coming next. It did know, as Lena knew. the reasonable, rational, three words. She couldn't help it. She knew the answer to her prayers, she knew the answer to her doubts. She tried eating it away unsuccessfully: Patience is everything. Patience is every damn thing.