absolution out of my head or in it?

Listens: "tilting at windmills" (field mice), in my head.

paper's done. i now want to go on a date--it's always like this...the worst was that time it was all snowfall outside and 5.24am and i was restless antsy crazy whathaveyou.

i want to go on a date.


also: tulips remain, are so vulgar. it's splendid.