I know this will be random, but there's nothing I've got the freaking energy to report, people. Things are fine, here; the usual ups and downs. Here's a picture of some pretty, pink heart-shaped leaves in my friend Leona's window.
I'll only add that sometimes U2 songs make me feel like everything is just right, and right where it should be, and that All That You Can't Leave Behind is a beautiful record that keep growing on me, even years later.
There's been a lot of U2 in my life lately. I think it's a good thing. Here's a haiku about it:
Bono is lovely
and anyone who wants to
fight me, can talk trash.
I mean it, bitches:
don't even. Meanwhile, I will just
contemplate this truth:
"What you don't have you
don't need it now," because, friends?
That's hard to swallow.
But, know what? I can totally swallow it if it's Bono who's serving up the medicine.