Tuesday, October 19, 2004

61 days: Butterfly Wings on Crackers

Read in a magazine that Salvador Dali served Mia Farrow a meal of butterfly wings on biscuits. There's just something very poignant about that example that makes me remember it.

Been feeling very emotionally stretched recently, even though pressure from work has died down a little bit. But I guess pms is catching up with me, and that I've read some things which were better left un-read.

Something that my ex used to challenge me with "Why the hell must you always be different from other people?"

I don't know.