in my daydreams ~
|Name:||J A M E S|
My name isn't really James. It's Jamie. James was something Effy started calling me after our third date, the big one with a three-course, four-star restaurant dinner and a trip to the theatre. We saw La Sylphide, it was the first ballet I'd ever seen, besides those brief glimpses of leotards and pointe shoes that I'd caught whenever picking up Effy from class in the afternoon. I bought tickets for the performance because Effy loves ballet and I loved Effy. Effy's feet were a dancer's feet, her thighs a dancer's thighs, strong enough to crush your heart.
|Interests:||11: august bournonville, ballet, bipolar disorder, catullus, depression, la sylphide, mental health, poetry, psychology, sylvia plath, writing|
|Mutual Friends:||2: lobelia, padme|
|Account type:||Free Patient|