A gorgeous day. A brilliant day. Has winter really ended? Can the earth be coming alive? The resurrection. Where am I? Where is Laredo these days? I am hither and yon. I come and go. I blow hot and cold. I am ten thousand personalities a day. I am still not able to accept the fact that I am alone– that I have left my lover. I don’t want to be alone. I am not good at it. And yet I condemn those weak qualities of myself that need so much to be loved and to be able to see the material facts of a secure life.