Think about it
There must be a Higher Love
Down in the heart
And in the stars above
James Vincent McMorrow
This morning made me realise that one of the things I'd miss when/if i go away are terrible unrestrained bullet-rain thunder storms
In school I failed math and ruined a birthday surprise (stop it) but I also found out my Dad was in East Berlin in 1982
'The kids are so quiet' he wrote
And i talked to Amiruf which i haven't done for a long time
And i texted Jerry which i haven't done for a long time either
And i had a little ginger girl with freckles come up to me holding a feather and asking
'Where did you get this?'
This has just been a really weird day
No comments:
Post a Comment