so_this_is_love laced caught in the slipshod mucous kiss, thrice signed, sealed, delivered i'm yours 040818 ... Borealis Nan Fryers... walked past my desk today, levelled me a gaze and said "I'm going dancing." she then proceeded to walk out the door amidst a laughing family Nan is 86 I think I just fell in love. 040818 ... once again so this... this is love? There were never any shooting stars. Not even any real Disney style magic. This unwavering acceptance? This unquestioning belief? This is love? There were little moments... and there was laughter... and there was this... And this is love. 040818 ... pete friendship picking up where it was abruptly broken off leaning into eachother without any thoughts past how comfortable we all are listening to the other's cds, and the songs we got eachother addicted too sitting in the van at my house just to hear you finish singing, though ive heard you countless times and will countless times again being privy to eachother's private train of thoughts and conversations smiles out of nothing the gentle promise that the coming break will be harsh and creul, but curable in time, and accepting it as such understanding the silence my friends, both of you, is this love? 040818 ... love & hate so this is love.... then i will never fall in it again... 040819 ... laced so this is what love is(as if i'd found it) caught in the slipshod mucous kiss(publicly french in lieu of nationality) trice signed(sealed, delivered) i'm yours(again despite being utterly useless with women)and I have nothing (so much) but a wanting so much to give you something. So I am the fool in all of this(vulnerability & emotional transperancy)thinking that were i broken enough i could force the cigar smoke of that thought into my virgin lungs 040820 what's it to you? who go blather from