"i hate to say it, but there are invisible, steel, wool strings that i just cannot cut. oh, i assure you i've tried, though i haven't given up on attempting/succeeding. my heart is not with me, so i can't possibly give it to another, when it's not even intact for me to do so. does this all make sense? i've put it into a logical sense, and i don't know that i should dab into the emotions that is a branch of which. i gave all my loving one day. and i can't let you wrap your arms around that."

"this is confusion, and pretty deep.. i really don't know what to say"

GIFT OF WONDER
CIRCUS MEMORIES
PUPPETMASTER
ILLUSION OF CHANGE
BOTTLE OF BARE IMBRIUM
THE LETTER
THE JUGGLER
HOPE
SWAN LAKE
LEDA'S DAUGHTER
WATER MUSIC
THE MAGICIAN'S DAUGHTER

January through December, lit up, 1 through 12.