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
Tatanka
Look, it's a baby buffalo! Just kidding. But his name really is Tatanka, which means "buffalo," if you'll remember your Dances With Wolves trivia. He was very sweet and calm. And big!
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