If you stumble across any angels weary for want, and if I haven't been too much of an all around drag, give me a passing mention if you think of me. Long distance, no physics beyond the deep, occasional daydream necessary. I so want to be in love. Even a fleeting, hot-on-the-heels-of-disaster in love would do. Some thing to swoon me, if just for a moment, that much closer to my edge.
