Shit it's cold I think my hands are freezing but that's okay I never use them anyway so what's it matter? I just listen and that's plenty for me to take in the world even if it doesn't mean anything do you know what I'm saying? I guess I could just keep talking but then the outside can't get inside my head and it's lonely in here and sometimes you know it makes me want to cry. June 9, 1994 © Lela Kaunitz