i dreamt about you last night for the first time in ages. we were back in nyc. laughing. you were distracted--but then, you always were, trying to absorb the whole of the world at a time. i forgave you. who wouldn't? yeah. i still miss you, dammit. little things hurt. in st kilda, watching them tear the guts out of the espy. rainstreaked shopwindows in soho. don't worry. i'll not forget. XXOO