god'swife19 Nov 2002

I think the better argument is that I'm rating this on a curve, and after reading so many dull and ugly things this is a breath of clever and intelligent air. The fact is if he was a complete stranger I would probably praise him more then I already do. You can never be a prophet in your own hometown and all that. I knew this boy once, in 1st grade, Eddy, I think his name was. He really liked me and I liked him. He insisted on expressing his affections by throwing sand in my face. Once he came over to my easel and started painting my face with his brush. The teacher screamed at him but I knew he was frustrated with his inability to show me how much he loved me. You remind me of him