Think about it. Don’t hurt
people.
—Michael Friedman
No this weekend. Last night
I was groggy. Enjoyed pizza
(with meat). Then sleep.
Well,
first, listening to
Fischerspooner
with my iPod for about 30 minutes
in a half-dream state.
I’m using his name a lot
here. And
love. And belong.
Some intense
connection. Which is either passion
or just a connection. And then there’s
the question of the song, what
gives
me the right, etc.
Screw the word reasonable
context.
Of course it’s real! Why the dilemma?
