i love you junivere
this city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change.
i need to start taking pics again, i miss it.
ok ok, i promise i will. damn, why not?
ps: the shuttle better fly tomorrow.
i miss seeing it in my own backyard.
i remember sitting on the roof of my
house on corbette lane, watching the
trail of smoke and the dot of the
vessel until it arched and dissapeared.