It was just about this time of year 3 years ago that you wanted to go swimming at a park in Riley. In hindsight, that would have been fun. So would hiding in leaf piles.
i was thinking about you yesterday. i saw a man get out of his car while i was walking down high street (right next to swanky optical shop that no one really sees). for a moment, i thought it was you. it wasn't, but i was left with a smiling possibility and endless conversations.
i've also been playing raquetball lately. I still suck.
One of these days I'll make it back down to that red bricked haven of hilarity. I would very much enjoy those conversations and even a game of raquetball.
where the hell did the blog go, yo? get back with the program. i check it every day. days go by. no pressure, of course. but really, how'm i supposed to live my life?
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It was just about this time of year 3 years ago that you wanted to go swimming at a park in Riley. In hindsight, that would have been fun. So would hiding in leaf piles.
touched by the winged
its amazing, the way thoughts get around.
i was thinking about you yesterday. i saw a man get out of his car while i was walking down high street (right next to swanky optical shop that no one really sees). for a moment, i thought it was you. it wasn't, but i was left with a smiling possibility and endless conversations.
i've also been playing raquetball lately. I still suck.
One of these days I'll make it back down to that red bricked haven of hilarity. I would very much enjoy those conversations and even a game of raquetball.
P.S - I suck too, I play for the Rec Specs
Just go to culinary school and become a professional chef already, Mere. You know you want to.
where the hell did the blog go, yo? get back with the program. i check it every day. days go by. no pressure, of course. but really, how'm i supposed to live my life?
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