letters_unsent serendipity I have words for you unfortunately although I may be able to w r i t e them you'll never see them 041027 ... raze they live in spiral notebooks and on long-dead hard drives. some were written while drunk and desperate. others were scrawled in a saner state but held back out of fear or fury or a tickle in the back of the brain more difficult to name. i'm not sure sending them would have changed much of anything. with anyone. i'm not sure i even wrote them with an aim toward sharing them with the people they were addressed to. they are what they are, and i am what i'm not, and there's nothing as frail as a flickering thought. 250305 what's it to you? who go blather from