7:54 AM PST - Jan. 21, 2004
son
the boy is better. that takes a load off my mind. this me in orlando and him in california is so... he called me last night with Dada. Home! the feeling i got was being outside at night where no city lights are and i am looking at the stars and marvelling at the number and brightness and color and the comfort of the cold and then sky becomes a pool of blue and the ripple of the bright ink of the east the yellow and orange and red begins to come across slow at first but i know its coming and i'm sure yeah you think it's cliche but until you have your own child and until you hold them as they suffer through their first tooth and comfort them from thunder and band-aid their first acquaintance with a knee against the concrete you cannot realize just how dark my life has been
