...I got a migraine!! But I don't care. I dealt with it better. I wasn't afraid of it any more. I'm going to do it, get rid of it. Just watch me. Was talking to a friend on the phone, and she said: "Give yourself six months on this." That's a good idea, having a definite time period to experiment in. Watch this space and see what happens.
To talk a little less aggro, I was feeling romantic so sent my gorgeous girlfriend this lovely little poem by Gavin Ewart:
Love Song
You've got nice knees.
Your black shoes shine like taxis.
You are the opposite of
all farting and foulness.Your exciting hair
is like a special moss,
on your chest are two soft medals
like pink half-crowns under your dress.
Your smell is far beyond
the perfumes at parties,
your eyes nail me
on a cross of waiting. Hard is
the way of the worshipper.
But the heart line on my hand
foretold you:In your army of lovers
I am a private soldier.
And she replied: "There is no army, and you are the only soldier!!" Made my day.
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