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, May 17, 2007
Here are J. and Cocoa on the shuttle bus from the off-site parking to the beginning of the walk. This is one of the best and most entertaining parts of the walk, riding on a bus full of dogs!!