Thank you for comming with me to meet the train, both. Panda was a boy i had only heard about before, and meeting him proved a lot more, courage and responsibility, of course. He was late, we sat up straight, sat on steps that stunk on tramp piss, by the gate, 3 steps along, drunks scream "DAMN ALL THESE BEAUTIFUL GIRLS", that song. We were smokey shivers and it smelt like 05, my heart, my life, my mind, is almost comming back this time.

Panda - late, arrived on the phone, hair shaved with a patch left grown, looked like a crow or a proud cockril, mode, sipped my chocolate under cinamon. Walked in hoods to hole like club, and sat in attic rooms hidden above. Long haired boys, and scary drunks, all the movies did begin. We watched and laughed, sighed and cringed, the warm, this room, the mix and me, i felt the curious happening, and then came the live horror show. As he cursed the crowd i laughed aloud, my heart, my life, my mind, is almost comming back this time. My heart, my life, my mind, will God bring it back this time?

Fell asleep on Hazel's floor, woke up to Baby scratching at the door, rabbits, child, cats and dogs (wolves that could play fetch with logs.) We laughed until i needed 2, blue and white that pass straight through - my brain, i'm sane, and in love with all of you, in the house of Animals and Children. Frosty garden's, God's are these? Glass beads that bite into our knees, blues and colds and greys and greens, don't loose those frosty toes young thing. And it felt just like the christmas 05, my heart, my life my mind, will it come back to me this time? My heart, my life, my mind, will God give it back to me this time? 05