Rachel, You Are a Sweetheart!

I loved the note that was in my mailbox today and I opened it without ripping the stickers (maybe one of the tiny pinpoint ones a teeny weeny bit).

I had just come back from the dentist and he had given me good news that nothing looked worrisome in my mouth at all. I was being paranoid about something which turns out to be normal and not pathological. It was a vein that was supposed to be there and I thought it was like at tumor or something icky. Who knew? I'm in the whatyoucallit hypervigilant mode lately...

I liked it when I asked for a clarification about what a particular nasty thing would look like and the dentist said it would look "ickier."

I like professional talk like that.

Anyway, I felt so happy that I went to a thrift store and bought a few items.

Then I went to the dollar store and bought a bunch of materials I want to use for BITTER CRAYON projects.

I am going to be working on a one of a kind sort of novel thing tonight which should be done fairly quickly.

But then I have materials for other projects so I will need to start soliciting poets.

I think I will go scan some of these things from today upstairs.

I hope it's okay I scan your lovely letter.

Just because it's so pretty.

I'm honored that something from one of my stories got into one of yours.

And I do believe in Angels.

I just hope I got rid of all the fallen ones around me that were grooming me.

I attended the School of Fallen Angels.

It's like an arts magnet school that Hell undewrites.

You're even allowed to fuck your teachers there. All your teachers.

xo B.