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Dear Goddess,
I am changing your name to Rebel. Because any perfect girl can be a goddess.
It's what you do with it that counts.
Since I don't believe in a monotheistic religion but you "are part" of one, THERE'S ONLY ONE OF YOU.
One goddess of my starry night wished upon to.
*****
Dear Rebel,
I saw the most adorable smile I've ever seen. It was being made by another comediane I've never heard of. She was trying to tell "the audience" something about her "fleet-of-footness" I gathered.
This morning I was watching, without listening to, a Lana Turner movie called "Marriage is a Private Affair". It was the best thing on TV and all I have is TV and barely YouTube. Deliberately.
I would tell, if I flirted online anymore which I don't, that "holy fucking wow I have never been so in love ever" comediane that watching a Lana Turner movie (no sound) and listening to (without watching) a Patricia O'Neil movie, would helpher character skills.
Lana is a great visual acress and Patricia's voice is second to one.
I can't tell you which one's voice is first. But we can agree her name is "Rebel Tornado".
FYI Goddess, I mean Rebel, the "winged messenger" in the last story was "Mercury", who is your best mail dude.
*****
Dear Rebel Tornado,
I am sky-writing your initials in the "heaven" that would be a date with you.
If you are into rejecting dates from "more of the same" suitors, because you want the Ace of Aces,
You're thinking how I'm thinking.
High. Sorta.
But I am now in no hurry. Because I "haven't" met someone. And don't want to meet "someone".
*****
At noon (the library opened at one) I said to myself, and texted it to myself to include here:
"Most exciting hour of my life. Waiting for the library to open."
To write this to you.