Being agitated I express the hope to die, although in death, if solace is not found, then where shall I go?— Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq (1789-1854), the poetic rival of Mirza Ghalib.
Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.