i went away. walked out the door with less than in, when i came. i've lost the string that tethers me so rightly to my thoughts.
my drive went something like this:
i'm sorry i've been away without a sound. i meant to call but i've lost your number so many times. besides, who would ever want to deal with me? i planned to mail a gift but it will be late for tomorrow... expect it soon.
there seems to be some sort of sever.