she's really quite afraid driving with her dad. he's very wreckless, but cautious at the same time. she sits with her sunglasses on, although it is dark, pretending they will protect her from the destruction. April 18     the slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull and if my stomach would contract because of some explicable phenomenon such as pregnancy or constipation I would not remember you or that because of sleep infrequent as a moon of greencheese that because of food nourishing as violet leaves that because of these and in a few fatal yards of grass in a few spaces of sky and treetops a future was lost yesterday as easily and irretrievably as a tennis ball at twilight Sylvia Plath It's April 18. She has an audition tomorrow. She bought the song "Keep on loving you" by REO speedwagon because it is truly wonderful. Work to do.