I’m listening to Things Have Changed. The line about ‘Miss Lucy,’ I don’t know, but it seems you want to know
everything about me. Dealing out cards. (Or was it the other way round?)
I formulated a lack of creativity (activity?)
we all lack something somehow somewhere. How about when I married Sophie, and had a child called Odessa? You never knew about that. You never asked. Life is succulent like a plant.