in a basket

i wrote two notes one for h one for c. both their first notes from pete. i hope they enjoy all that glorious beautiful swelling red.

my birthday is on monday. my mom told me and i didn't even remember. my dad told me "ems, i know just what to get you. i won't tell you but i know just what to get you."

this excites me greatly. time for my late night alone time in the dark on the floor nibble. with dust and moonlight and open windows and frightened arm hair and flakes of skin to keep me company.

i'm writing a novel.

i loved that bike so much.