I may post another birthday node. But I'm not sure.
I do have something, though.
I have a sticky note, from months ago. The text on it is
small; my usual scrawl, “d”s carved from the belly like all
I really wanted anyway was the partial derivative of my
words to be understood, “a”s shifting between double and
single story, lines that are glad to slip into whatever
space they see nearby.
Sorry if it's a bit wrinkled.
┏===========================\
┃ I need time \=======┑
┃ I need a summer \ │
┃ I need to refactor my brain │ │
┃ I need to turn off the god-dam\ned │
┃ music \ │
┃ I need to sit and relax and \ │
┃ listen to music \ │
┃ I need to write myself down \│
┃ because looking spellings up │
┃ in my dictionary is tiresome │
┃ I need success almost as much /│
┃ as I need failure / │
┃ I need to cuddle / │
┖------------------------------/---┘
And like magic, my needs began to come, one by one, this
summer. They became goals. I'm halfway through, spatially,
and that's incredible.
(It is awesomeness. As we youngsters might say. And ought to.)
<Disclaimer>
This contains a teeny bit of unicode.
If it's unintelligible... sorry.
I do blame you completely.
[ In fact, I had to remove
a good bit to account for
idiotic font mishmashes ]