my private life

"although one might wish otherwise, in dreams what is important is not the images. what matters is the impression produced by the dream. the images are minor; they are effects.

along the way we smiled at each other. i remember the feeling, waking and knowing, and now, knowing that some thing else happened. along the way, i left you on a porch nearby your mothers house. i could never quite trace your laughter. it was too big for me. the sun and i apologize for everything. you, always, with affection, press onto my dreams."