tadkil

I do like the Naruda poem very much. Thanks for sending it. It makes me think of Flux. Something undefinable in my universe has gone off-axis without the dizzying spinning gyroscope that is her mind. The trajectory of her prose illuminated a golden thread in the arc of my self view. Every nerd needs a cool nerd to make them okay.

She once wrote, "One of the oldest human needs is to have someone to wonder where the fuck we are when we don't come home at night." In a cyber-sense, I'm wondering.

Maybe I'll make one of the recipes she sent and curl up with some more Naruda and Lovecraft.