hey____ tilt I had a huge crush you for a number of years. god, what am I doing? I'm sure I've told you already. I don't know what I'm expecting you to say, what I good think this anonymous confession will do. sorry. I know it's ridiculous to fall in love with words (which, after all, is how you appear to me; words, a disembodied voice that once sung, and a blurred photo that's now deleted forever) How can that collection of glimpses be solid enough to be the object of passion? It can't, but perhaps it was your very haziness that I was attracted to. Anyway, I realised my foolishness a long time ago, but I just thought I'd better come clean. Not that this constitutes coming clean at all, because I'm not signing my name. Nor am I telling you who you are. If the reader would like to pretend that this is about you, go ahead, it probably is. I have a tendency to play the part of Pip, reaching for the unobtainable. 070213 what's it to you? who go blather from