i guess i'm a jerk. i don't know if there is a consensus, but i was told that on the corner this morning. she softened it by saying she too is a jerk. i said maybe it's a good thing, i move by instinct and not by code. the one example she cited i asked why. she said he's a monarchist. and i'm an anarchist so that solves that. it wasn't a revelation. i feel what is unsaid and try not to interpret silence, just feel it like inclement weather, my body complains, my mind contorts. it passes. a reputation is impossible to gauge. people say what you want to hear, or silence. once in a while they praise, once in a while vociferously condemn. all i have to go on is instinct, and that may lead to trouble, or freedom and joy. it's mostly the latter, though i'm a darkish soul often beset by turmoil and i struggle. i will always lean this way despite the law or code that adherance makes one not a jerk.

you're a little shy, and eager to please, like me. if we continue, it'll get more natural. (lily and me on our first walk.)

infenitude.

twins of differnt mothers.