Love letter

Keep working, keep pushing, live so that these people call you attention seeking activists every day. You are making the world better.

This is a love song for those who showed me there was a thing called freedom, and it wasn’t closed-legged, and it wasn’t passable, that it was expensive and gaudy, and I wanted it, and I didn’t want it.

Last week, my husband received a Facebook message from a good mutual friend of ours. We are also good friends with her husband. It was basically one long love poem!

The glory of the Interwebs resides in the beautiful band of misfits foraging for love through missed connections.

Does a newly released note support the theory that Love was responsible for Cobain's suicide?