my girl's sister called up drunk and scared for no reason other than youth and i suppose the valad fear of rape on the streets of osh kosh wisconson and it is around four in the am and work begins at eight and she does love me so and i her but this youthful drukin walking and crying business has got to stop but in the good way as in a touch of growing up sets in and slowly these extreme norms become blander healthire and safer my goodness am i tired yet i cannot fall back into dreams so i skribbed two trees and now ill try again