To Norman—you are an idea in my head… like a creature in a languid mood you rest there most of the time, but lately the very idea of you has begun quivering in the early pinks of morning and by the time I’ve injected myself with caffeine, you’re banging & raging against the cocoon that is my head. Please don’t despair—I know you will hatch soon.
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