Tuesday, November 8, 2005

Love Taker, Don't You Mess Around With Me.

This afternoon I read a bio about Tennyson that described him as a "heartbreak connoisseur" and walked past a clothing store on Shattuck that had "We love you!" etched on the store windows. Later I remembered a conversation I'd had earlier in the day about the difficulty I sometimes have with separating dreams from real life, and found myself thinking: well, no wonder.