Sunday, August 31st, 2008
Two heartbeats because the last time my heart skipped a beat, it was for you.
So, the plasma gets taken in two beats
Two heartbeats because the last time my heart skipped a beat, it was for you.
So, the plasma gets taken in two beats
Hey y’know - I can do this
It works for me - you do your work and papers and I’ll work right along with you or do my own stuff. I do appreciate that you let me be there - even if I’m not there.
Though of course if you start whining about that again, I’ll go stuff these optimistic words down this throat scratchy from all those hopeful words I had to eat.
But well, hope springs eternal. Like flowers.
I heard it again. Tracy Chapman sure has a way of jolting me out of my early morning drowsiness.
And I could even smell the flowers
And then reality and cheese called and I had to go rushing off. Hehe.