THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
I dreamt we were sitting on a velvet couch in a room full of people, and your leg was touching my leg and your arm was touching my arm and it was impossibly awkward, it made me feel just like a child. But I suppose I am.
For people known to be very charming, we haven't got a lot going for us yet. Very clever, very clever, and still not remotely there--
Things were all very easy on paper, and I'm still trying to pull myself out of bed.