I wish I had more to say.

I do.

I do, I do.

A walk home last night left me dizzy. The purpled sky, the falling snow, the restlessness. Everything was so sparkly. And quiet. Quiet's good. I passed a man skiing down the empty street and that was good, too.

I don't always do well in town, with neighbors, with having to lock my front door. Last night, I think I had the whole place to myself. All the streets, every sidewalk, each lamp. Like I could have walked into any house like it was mine and sat down and warmed up by the fireplace, or the tv, or the bookshelves, or the eat-in kitchen, next to the stove.

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And here's this:

Can you people just tell me what songs to download on iTunes, because, Lord, you know I'll just spend all my money on Abba and Ronnie Milsap.