*672 - i don't know

... why God puts love in our lives, just to take it away again.

But then, I am half-pleased about the transience, just because I know it's impossible. I'm carefully squeezing my happiness into the "short term" compartment and trying not to let it overflow into the "long term" compartment. My method of building a shield around my heart.

Pandora pants, bagel bites, incense sticks, Bob Marley, contact lenses, Christmas penguins, Spanish dreams. I won't forget.