I met you in 2001 to talk about Pacifica (graduate school). We ended up talking about art, the soul, and the mountains in autumn. I knew you were someone special, mysterious. You wanted me to have an art room of my own. You knew it was essential to my heart, my soul. Even then, you knew me.
I have my art room now, sweetie -- thanks to you. I'm so glad I met you, of all the people in the world. I love you so much.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
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