All my Valentines who ever were, all of you are in my head today. I know the colors of your eyes.
No writing yesterday. I let myself get angry, and then I let myself get scared, which led to more anger. Today, I have to try and do better. I might have had a sort of meltdown on Facebook, born of having taken too much shit off to many assholes.
There was a very fine package that the postman brought me, though, a gift from an old and dear friend in Athens, Georgia, a wooden box of delightful and mysterious treasures. Thank you, Jules. I have a photograph.
Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,