� in kindness � 2003-04-16 � 8:51 a.m. �
I am trying to make something of the crossword left behind for me... of the pieces you come and drop on me when time is convenient... for you at least.
I wish you were monotone. I want what I see to be and I don't want to pick my brian for understanding I'll never find.
You tire me... even in your kindess and encouragement... you exhaust me.
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