that one really long dream that ended in may:

> hey molly, > i just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about you. I hope you > are your normal crazy artistic intellectual self. Miss you. > >

thats all i've heard in the last two months

two phone calls

not that i'm counting

but

wow

what did i build my life on?

god what is closeness

what is love

why trust humans?

why care?