index | archives | notes Monday, Apr. 14, 2008 8:14 p.m. << [ Eye ] >> I came in the morning, cut out the middle of my class, to put two little girls to sleep. They curled up into me, one right after the other, and when I came back in the afternoon they were awake and waiting for me, the same two, and I put them to sleep again. Babies are cute when they're awake, but when they go to sleep they just look so peaceful and calm, little eyes of storms waiting to pass. I want to be in the eye of the storm. I am, in some ways. Waiting for it to pass. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org