If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?
Emily Dickinson.
Lovely.
guerrilla.moon 
How are you?
Hello! Never better. How are you doing?
The usual, the good and the bad. Re-reading the past entries and thought, wow, it’s been so long.
And we never even met.