Do you see?
I've been carrying you around with me.
One of the good ones.
It's just like the song says.
I'd been hoping to bump into you around town.
But I don't get up that way much anymore.
Infact, I think I had a dream about it.
I wonder if it was the 21st...woulda been close to then.
Anyway, I guess that's why your toes were numb, huh?
Did you know it then?
That was the summer before this past one, wasn't it?
What's it like to feel it coming?
What's it like in that moment?
I think you would tell me.
I wish I could have asked.
Well I still have that screwdriver that you said wasn't yours.
http://www.legacy.com/newsobserver/Obituaries.asp?Page=Lifestory&PersonId=122294386
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
I quit.
I do not wish to ever again be responsible for the execution of anyone else's senseless, heartless, or reckless ideas.
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