naifs stork daddy once twice three times a lady, and the radio changes. it is sunny, as you expected it to be. and if it had been rainy, you would've thought - a great chance to stay in and read. once or twice in the mirror before you left the house you caught a glimpse of your eyes. they were both searching and hiding. strange, to have a center of focused black, and all around it shifting blues of a sea a flummox, a commotion like parents wrapping presents at christmas. the day is sunny. your eyes have ready the rainy and sunny stare. your eyes are both hiding and searching. 050521 what's it to you? who go blather from