Saturday, September 17, 2005

love book

I bought a book with turquoise pages and millions of tiny white hearts. I have almost forgotten how to love. But now I am starting to remember, I wrote with my left hand.

Writing at this tortoise pace, truths emerged.
Jeff accidentally got Jim Morrison's spirit. That's why he can sing.

Jim knows where the tricky part is.

With Radmila I can think anything I want.

I am good with actors, even if they don't know how.
I pasted in a picture of a dark-haired girl in her 20's -- barefoot, sitting on a rock at the ocean, facing the wind. She is wearing a long wide red skirt, a black embroidered sleeveless cotton top, has her hands in her hair, and her eyes closed. I love me, I wrote.

Remember when you first fell in love? How tender your heart felt? said Paul, describing the state of the actor Leonid teaches. It is that feeling.

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