Friday, October 26, 2007
I found an angel tied up in the bathroom at a restaurant. I was about to untie her. You stopped me and told me to ask her first if she wanted to be untied. She smiled and told me she was fine. As we walked out, you told me you can’t argue with angels. They do what they want. Even if they’ve fallen. And you’ve got to respect them for that.
Written by Me at 2:20 AM