Love letter to individuality May 13, 2015 I could be a lamp… I could be a sculpture… I could get outside… I could be me. Not a day older than you, each said. Bullshit, the other replied. The secret to aging is… cooking… a good soup. The quiet of dark and light and no middle. The sun surprises when there is none. None or only one needed a lifetime. The kind of blue untrue to blue. Anchovy. Mermaid. Waiting… for the day a heart settles small and deep. Part I and when I get to II I will show you how to wear a long pendant, with a short necklace or two. Or three. The art of looking present is harder to achieve when the goal is invisibility.