Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
#5 of things to do at doggie park: run up to top of hill and be queen of it.
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We got to be queen of the hill again today.
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