There Was A Beautiful Time

I Am Not Sure How Much I Would Like Being Married If I Wasn't Married To Him. A Man Who Likes Flea Markets And Isn't Gay? I Knew I Was Lucky.

Part Of A Horror Movie Has To Be A Bit Fakey For Me To Really Enjoy It. The New Ones Are So Realistic That They Distract Me From The Ride Through The Horror.

But Paper And Ink Have Conjuring Abilities Of Their Own. Arrangements Of Lines And Shapes, Of Letters And Words On A Series Of Pages Make A World We Can Dwell And Travel In.

You Keep Seeing Your Picture On Posters That You Are Missing But You're Not. That'd Be Weird, Right? Or Say You Look Down At The Sidewalk And Earthworms Are Spelling Your Name. Or You Open A Peanut Bag And The 'hello' Is Written In Your Writing On The Inside Of The Shell. Would That Weird Ya?

Race And Class Are The Easiest Divisions. It's Very Stupid