Tonight’s Not the Night, Again
6 min readFeb 13, 2018
I was feeling apprehensive about making any statements, so I essayed a few questions into the highest lights.
“Christ on a bulldozer, Darling. Can you keep that stuff in your head?”
“It’ll be about time if I ever do.”
She had something in her bootstrap that got me dizzy and then kept me feeling alright. I wasn’t going to lose my voice from talking to her…