do you mean the smiling faces and the dancing dancing revolutions and the pool races and the jacuzzi filled with nineteen people and the cut on my elbow and your clothes on my skin and screamers on the stereo and the chlorine in my eyes and picture flashes. the cakes and the ice cream and the fruit and the candy. the squirt guns and the record player i bought you. the people and the company and the laughs and the sullen stares and the shocks. oh happy birthday darling, i love you more than you will ever know.
and i keep trying to write letters and mail them but it is a stop again start again process.
it's funny how i can barely speak but these thoughts come so easily at this early hour.
i always was a sucker for surprises.