Dear Miffy

Dreamed about you again. Like I do most nights. Sometimes it's nightmares, sometimes it's good dreams, sometimes I have to change the sheets. 'You can squeeze my lemon, baby, juice runs down my legs.' Tony writes letters. To Miffy. And breaks your heart. "Your life's a solo run, and even the crowd that's cheering you want you to fall over. They love you when you win, but they love it even better when you lose..."