Dressed in Uroboros

And I somehow managed to leave the note that I wrote behind. I wrote such wonderful things about the Swan and honey bear. I wrote most everything to Liz. Don’t know why. The swan was glowing. There were two lesbians talking. Then the person playing the violin came to them and joined them. She was wearing Uroboros. That man in the Broncos sweater. How gay. How totally gay.