PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I think it's about time we meet face-to-face.

People are brought back from the dead here.

Does that happen often?

My favorite holiday; over so soon.

I've seen no less than fifteen children dressed as my son today and I haven't even ventured out in the city that far. I even had a little boy with rumpled black hair, about seven or eight, dressed in Hogwarts robes and glasses, ask to have a picture with me because he thought I looked like Harry Potter's mum. He looked so much like Harry must've at that age.

I was at a bit of a loss. He was right, after all, but I couldn't tell the poor tyke that without looking absolutely mad.

Is this day over yet? It's too bloody soon to have it be this date again.

Answers would be good right about now.