May 12, 2006
Storm
It's pouring rain. Lighting but no thunder. The trees are whipping around and scraping the windows. My kind of night.
Thinking about: a quote my wife often repeats, "There is no distance in memory."
It's pouring rain. Lighting but no thunder. The trees are whipping around and scraping the windows. My kind of night.
Thinking about: a quote my wife often repeats, "There is no distance in memory."
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