Thursday, August 21, 2008


Why wouldn't I be relaxed? I was submerged in a soft, feather pillow and enjoying the sound of Helena's voice as she talked on the phone. I was stroked without pause and in H-E-A-V-E-N. I sensed a concern for my health, but no, I was just very, very relaxed.


Relaxed boy Shy Boy, on behalf of no-one and in memory of no-one. Sorry Tone.

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