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.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Good Lawn Art #1: dancing painted metal figures. My shot is blurry but that just makes them look more like they're dancing.