Friday, March 2, 2007


I dedicate this blog to R., who showered me with platonic love when he was in this reality. In his own mysterious way, R. took leave of this unreality to move on into the real zone. There he waits for me, his friend, and again I will dance for him, and he will one day give me another cut-out of the Mobius, and together we'll eat again at a Chinese restaurant while he jokes about his dozens of wives.

R., you once said to me, "Dear Sophia, how I wish you were here." I get it now.

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