love, linda

something innate inside of me craves this kind of season. i am not just talking about the weather -- or at least i don't think that i am-- it's everything.
it's getting into my car and swelling and sweating because of the stale heat. its having my window open so i can, from a distance, sort of eavesdrop on conversations ((thanks to echo)). its watching youngies pair off, holding hands and all these giggles from giggletown, usa.

welcome to giggletown, usa - population: springtime.

amen.