Following the week of no words, my brain should be a glorious zen field of a quiet of a tabula rasa.
So, resisting the urge to attempt a third sentence ended in latin, I bid you adieu and am excited to announce changes soon, of the bloggy variety. Namaste.
Edit: By request, here is a transcription of the text:
who does this? who thinks to buy blood-red daisies?
i adore that you knew that i needed to see that. i love
that you named me in the card the name of my truest
voice: daisybones. i love this
gift that affirms the things i've
dug up myself: that this whole
mode of being, a whimsical daisy
that is also a solid, visceral
crimson is the truth of my self.