here at the frontier, there are falling leaves. although my neighbours are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups on my table.
Tuesday 23 November 2004
tuesday am
weather: overcast and windy but balmy
mood: focused, but wishing for my brothers
hair: curly
jewelry: blue
music: over the rhine
coffee: strong, the real stuff, thanks to the McBrides
1 comment:
love you
good music choice too
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