It is Valentines Day today. I send my love to you all, my companions through the universe. I am going out today with a sweet kind man. I don't think we fit with each other except in gentleness. I started thinking of all the other things that don't fit in my life. My house has my ex's tools, clothes, old papers, and just stuff everywhere. My house has my kids toys everywhere too, and they are all over sixteen. I personally do not want to throw away my candy and my books. Is it okay to be a mess? Maybe I will fix little things as I go along, it is just important to remember that I have possibilities. I sure do have a voice that sometimes gets going and lectures me, to craziness if l let it, that possibilities are not good enough, not safe enough, and they made of hot air which defines me. I seem to cling to them like a stubborn donkey so I had better start admiring my donkey profile.