just here listening to some catie curtis and decided that the following song sums up my feelings on the linda situation:

in the middle of the night
in the middle of the bed
in the middle of something you just said
i couldn't hear the words
watching the face
move hands
explaining something

i don't remember
all i know is i was worried
getting to know you
should i leave
should i hurry

(chorus:)
wildflowers or weeds
i wonder what you think of me
i love you already
but when i look at myself
sometimes i feel like...
i'm a dandelion
like others you can't find

i got a new haircut
a pair of fancy shoes
and i been listening to the tunes
i have heard you talk about
don't want to be out
don't want you to think that
we have nothing in common
or i don't care if we
carry on a conversation
i'd speak if i could breathe

(chorus)

to myself i wonder why
what is it with this one
there must be ten million
others i could go too
i could feel it beside you
i can't do
anything about it
anything about the way i feel
i don't have to tell you
i'm so afraid i will

(chorus)