hi honey, 
i was just thinking of you on my walk with mister. mister is limpy still, 
so we just went around the block. my heart was strumming, you know how. 
i thought of when mister leaves, then i thought of how good it is i have you. 
i can't imagine now how sad i'd be when he goes, going back to my alone room. 
i was feeling fragile in my feet still, too, and watching him limp beside me made my heart swoon, now i imagine the uninhabited air swelling back there, in my breathing studio room.
your, 
d.