today i thought a lot about the past...things that have happened to me, things that affected me, people i've slept with, babies i've rocked to sleep...these are the things that mold me the most. i guess it's strange that sex and infants are the things that i love the most, the things that i keep closest to my heart. i just can't picture my life without either of those things. in the past three years, i have had a strange assortment of both. there have been three babies and three men who have shaped the course of my life in the last three years. they are each as unique as a new day and precious as drops of dew before sunrise, but also as fleeting.