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.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Rock garden creature (kitty) from a boulevard garden on my walks with Cocoa. It's so cute, I love seeing these little rocks pop out every spring from under the snow.