221 Baker Street

BAD NEWS: it will not be the same forever

and love..........

“I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else…and I will love you if you have a child, and I will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more…and I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned…I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”

“I could not stop wasting time. It was crazy. I wanted to do something with my life, but instead I went to sleep, or sung in the shower, or sat and stared at the wall. I couldn’t even tell you about anything that I saw. I didn’t talk to anybody. The cicadas kept dying outside, and as I dreamed, my mouth grew thick and venomous with silence.”