i am curious about you.

music: goldberg variations, glenn gould
sound: hear the notes but listen for his feet pressing against footpetals, fingers dancing across keys, human voice humming, singing, breathing

i can't afford the time i am taking but slowmoving mornings are always worth it. i haven't written a book report since grade seven so i am wearing a borrowed raspberry scarf and drinking marshmallow hot chocolate for luck. the february hyacinths have dried out and soon i will have to throw flowery corpses into the snow. after yesterday's impropmtu frenchtoast brunch, the checkout man at pete's gave us each a longstem rose and we carried them (mittens between fingers and thorns) with our groceries all the way home. today, petal edges are shadowed by cold but they smell like july. i am sending words forward to see how the letters will change by the time they return. also, i will sew small worlds out of felt and build cities from cardboard to learn how the future fits together.