Actually, you know what? I don't think the story I planned to tell in the previous post is going to be a public offering at this time. Not for any other reason than I don't feel like writing about it at the moment. Maybe all the talking, people, love and kind conversations that have taken place in the last three weeks has burned off the immediate impetus. Or maybe I'd just rather be looking ahead. Speaking of which, the reading that I was going to join a month ago is happening again, in a different incarnation, come this Thursday. My first poetry reading in three years. Very exciting, through I'm still not sure what I'm going to read. I prepared some things a month ago about love-ish related things (since it was going to take place the day before Valentine's Day) but now looking at those pages again I'm having second thoughts. As of today I've been leaning towards a prose poetry medley (kind of like a fruit medley but with prose poems instead of grapes and melon balls), and will make some decisions about it tomorrow. Regardless, here is the flyer (apparently Jared is from Indiana), and oh, it seems like Spring is coming.