I got your message on my cell as I was on the train heading back here (mtl). Dude beside me was a buddhist named alex who had just been on some meditation retreat. he crunched dried seaweed that looked like dark green paper and i tried to read his notes over his shoulder but they were half in chinese. Damn, I could have been *this close* to enlightenment.
and get me to tell you about the cute gay soldier at Kingston station.
sun was sloping low over green spring fields. wow it was pretty.
back in TO by june 30th.
can't wait
be good
do you have a phone number?
please come home
my verandah will welcome you into its leafy arms.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment