Its funny one of the things I really and truly miss is the snow-that and living in a place when fall came the leaves turned extravagant shades of
gold, auburn, fiery red and all shades in between. My back feels like its on fire and if I didn't feel so lousy I would be tempted to have a shot or two just to sleep My soul is on fire from falling in love again-so with the way things seem to turn out lately I am probably in danger of getting a Dear Comrade letter soon. Best to you as always and I hope the snowman survives the night!
"you gave me in secret one thing to perceive, the tall blue starry strangeness of being here at all"-Franz Wright