My world has gotten smaller and more full of words. When bambi was so small I spent hours on long distance friendships. I was happy to finally have a community based on beauty, light, darkness, books, lyricisms. Now bambi can talk and my days are filled with the volley of our own lyricisms. We breathlessly gaze out the window, paused mid play to greedily devour a sunset between the spires, the cat outside the winkle shop, a traffic jam of busses.  We list beautiful words, we have drawing parties, we dance wildly to music. And while she naps I write and write and read and read. I have no words leftover to be consumed by people I cannot physically bring myself to see or need. I hope we'll all wait for each other.