Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Camping with Cocoa
At our campsite with Cocoa in St. Croix State Park. Cocoa did well sleeping in the tent. She especially liked being able to see out the windows in the morning.
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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.
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