It rained last night as the longest winter I can remember continues to roll through spring. I was fortunate to get out on my mountain bike late yesterday afternoon and ride for 15 miles. I helped relieve some of the feelings I have been reliving while reading Scott Abbott's, “Immortal for Quite Some Time.” The book is a “meditation” on his
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My son has his first "real" cold. He woke about 4 this morning unable to breathe. Marie got up with him for an hour, then handed him off to me. I sat with him propped up against my chest and quietly sang as he fell back asleep. His rattle and wheeze dissipated into quite breathing as I whispered sweet nothings into his ear. He woke a bit after
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shepism and i walked over to the art front gallery for open mic (which wasn't poetry, but song) where byu emo kids played guitar. nicole m. (not nicole j. whom i shared pictures of today) and her friend megan met up with us as we stood in the back, watching various people sing different styles
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i love nicole's lips. they're my favorite. she's more than lips... and, i don't kiss her often. we usually just hang out. she loves me. i love her. we're friends, and otherwise undefined. i don't mind that...
I'm having trouble writing anything in detail. I guess I'm not interested, really... however, here's a list of things I did followed by things I thought.
Did: Woke Saturday slightly hung-over Ran into Biloba at Juice and Java
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