Big dreams, but a small heart undertakes it. Can he succeed?

Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)
Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.
(If I woke up next to you.)

Frustration. Bitterness. Resent. Hate. Anger. Aggravation.

Strong feelings that seem to do wonders to temperaments. But what for? All to no avail, all to useless and futile attempts. We live as Victoria, we represent Victoria, we have Victoria, we keep Victoria, we show Victoria, we ARE Victoria.

Abstract is an attitude, not a description.

I'm feeling it right now.

Words hidden between columns and rows of more words, unencumbered numbered words, hundreds of pages for words, more words than I have ever heard and I feel so alive.

You and I both, it won't happen, at least not now, at least not for the next few minutes, not for the next few months. I'm not deprived.


I miss Victoria; yet I represent Victoria. I miss Victoria, yet I am Victoria. I miss Victoria, yet I live Victoria.