a note from jc
yesterday i got up out of bed and had a few cocktails to polish off the morning breath, sat down and read the daily news for five minutes. the view from the balcony was far from perfect but with a snap of the fingers, i fixed everything. a flower grew in my garden during the afternoon, i watched it blossom and shine in the sun like it was nobody’s business. so many things were pristine and drop-dead gorgeous. that is when i decided to kill your mother.