subdued sunshine surprisingly men aren't much for intrigue, and in that sense i think like a man even when i ought to believe i know something without a shadow of a doubt there's always a grain of salt itching my confidence kaden bean is a marvelous girl. i like sitting in our garden nooks with our esoteric vocabulary reciting poetry--for the hell of it, which i feel is the best way to recite poetry i mean how many poets bear in mind a classroom full of tired students that see reading poetry as a perfunctory tedious task on the way to achieving the ultimate greatness--a bachelors degree (hallelujah chorus) for once i'm doing the better things i have to do and it requires a bit of courage a bit of faith but never asking what if makes it well worth the investment i love kraka. it's comfortable now. we make introductions for each other and we've learned to be patient. we've settled into a rhythm and it took nine months but i'd do it all again and i wouldn't change a thing. kady's hunter girl attitude is infectious and i find working towards the common goal i have with kraka a humble pleasure the harsh self conscious light with which i've analyzed my life has softened, introspection is an ambience to living and i'm glad i was tired of being hamlet hurtling forward to my numbered conclusion, i feel like i have some empty pages at the end of my book now--it's daunting but more importantly hopeful, one step at a time |