What does one write on the first line of a blog that possibly no one will ever read. it somehow still seems important. i read something last night, it wasn't mine, but it seemed profound enough, even catchy for a first line. if only i could remember it now. However, in looking through my disheveled bag, my journal has surfaced, and while i will not yet disclose anything personal, i will share a poem that i heard a year ago, i searched frantically for months to find it again, i read it and loved it as much as the first time, then promptly lost the paper upon which it was written again, and for a third time called my ex-boyfriend to retrieve it....again:

1 comment:

ke said...

Hello hello. It was lovely (as always) to run into you yesterday. I'm excited to see your blog grow. :) Later friend.