Tuesday, 1 September 2009
yesterday i had a bad fever.
all of the crystals and butterflies
were making kaleidoscopes in my head.
i used to sit back in the quiet and feel the
universe conspire against me sometimes. but
this morning, i felt the universe love me. i had
grandmothers by my side, and little roo here who
never ever left me. she purred me back to my health.
and now shed like a tuna sandwich. its the least i can do.