January 4, 2008
Stayed in my cozy robe until three p.m. Feel good after talking with a friend. The man who’s tugged on my heart and dumped me has resurfaced. the stories are wonderful. And he loves me. And he tried pulling me back into that tidal wave. I read too many fairytales when I was little. It is fine to have women in every port. My grandfather lost his eye to a venereal disease. The glass one was like a blue marble. I wonder if he had to take it out to clean it. could it crack in there in the socket?