laughter Sonya They have a way of turning my gloom into a bouquet of daisies. Their laughter is enough to make this girl forget all that could plague her spirit day and night. Their laughter is my fuzzy blanket. How did I get so lucky? 020122 ... walking slowly home that syrupy shake of yours i want to sip. 021207 ... raze when i can draw this out of someone not because i am trying to, but because i'm simply comfortable in my own skin, it makes me sit up and pay attention. maybe there's something there. 130723 what's it to you? who go blather from