in_receipt_of_love Sonya He wrapped it in that brown postal wrap and taped it over and over in cellophane as if it were being mummified in a grand tomb. I was the archaeologist. I'd already found my treasure though...in him. I kept the little green customs slip and admired his signature. Little did I know how much the contents would mean to me. The grandeur of this fuzzy blanket emanates from my bed to the corners of my room. The flamboyant smiling sun is a comforting greeting after a long day of work. It is upon this blanket that I shall have some of my best daydreams about you and your short brown hair, large masculine hands, and stunning deep eyes. Your laughter is a grand chorus in my mind. The notes bounce upon my ideas and reach a crescendo when they touch on my hopes. The little panda bear has become my traveling companion of sorts. He doesn't seem to mind going wherever I go...Perhaps the next time I make a grand discovery he'll be my assistant digger? And finally, how could I forget the tome of love you so carefully arranged? Card after card, scrawled with your words...as sacred as an ancient scroll. Come to my museum and I shall show you dreams unfolding among my exhibits of affection. It is a great treasure...this discovery. The package was just the key. 030202 what's it to you? who go blather from