Write The Words Again

The heat in my car has been broken all winter. And yet late tonight when I got home from work I sat shivering in the driveway while I listened to Stevie Wonder's "All In Love Is Fair" on the radio, and the tears felt almost molten hot as they trickled down my frozen cheeks. I could almost feel my damp eyelashes getting hard and brittle as if they were turning to ice.

I love that song.

God, I miss so many people.