a weekend
April 2nd, 2006finally a weekend.
practice tuesday, lucas thursday, and the remedy on friday.
satuday we met again… five or six years in fourteen hours… night flowers
she stayed the same, but grew up, though still a student, but honest. all good things.
two seats. cleaned up the house and moved some beds. all face home. walkways clear now.
my boss said that in every joke there’s at least a little humor: ladder theory…