in the Bathroom in September

For I am not, Jesus of Nazareth~September 19I went to see Vivian’s daughter in Semarang. She never asked me to but I was curious to see how the little girl was faring in life thus far. She looked like a smaller version of her mother and she talked much less. We met in a small restaurant with bright lights and as I drank my hot tea I tried to spot the resemblance to her dad. She didn’t actually