thougths on valentines day

Love is not spelled g-u-i-l-t

Forgotten is not spelled m-a-r-r-i-e-d

Lalo used to fix computers and never made any one feel bad if they broke it again, or didn’t know how to download pdfs.

Lalo Castro, (may he rest in peace), i have not forgotten our dinner at the falafel king.

I wish I had not been a scared child and I wish you had not died.

Maybe it was because last valentines day I received a dozen red roses of the classiest sort that I didn’t notice that in corporate American everyone wears read on Feburary 14. Today I noticed. I am glad that I am wearing black and purple. The color of bruises after surfing.