one morning in paris, years ago...
the truth of it is i'm mostly happy
but there are moments(maybe especially when i first wake)
i wonder about
what on earth will be
(or just the day)
and need/want/hope for
a little something
this was the first thing i read today, and it was exactly it
(and it's something else)
cheers to maximum favorite writer, blogging from paris.
read all his paris posts here.
