An intense couple of weeks has scuttled by, barley escaping sand traps, hidden razor wire and halibut projectiles. Musical theatre, final presentations, hard goodbyes, gardening, morbid visual arts, coffee, the ever present too much work, staying up late, sleeping on the floor, chips fried in beef fat and dreams of mountains.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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Very poetical. A lot said with so little words. Dreams of mountains. Ahhhh. (contented sigh)
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