"I remember when I saw Peter Pan when I was little. After all the other kids wanted to reenact the battles of the lost boys, pirates, and Indians, and all I could think about was the part where Peter Pan sits still while Wendy takes a sharp needle and, with concern and maybe love, sews his shadow onto his feet. And I wonder if the pain excited him as much as it excited me to watch. I hang here, the voices still bleeding in my ears. I watch my shadow, solid like a murdered body's outline, and I pray. Maybe one more slice, just one more, will sever it forever." -- JT Leroy
I leave for The Butterfly Valley tomorrow night. Not that anyone would've noticed, but I thought I'd say "see you" now since I probably won't have any time tomorrow. I'm determined to have fun and not let the unfortunate events get in the way, so we shall see...
