wandering stars

You’re the only one for me, Nina, even though I know you don’t feel the same way. That’s OK. Just hearing your voice is enough for me. It’s your big delicious juicy brain that I adore, and I’m content admiring it from afar, even though I know it solely in the form of a voice coming out of my radio, but oh, what a lovely voice it is, Nina. It conveys the most sharp and incisive commentary in the most beautiful of ways; so understated and mild, yet so cutting underneath.