Friday, August 05, 2011

i was born to do it

an angry run with angry music, eating delicious havarti pimento cheese with bacon in the decidedly urban art museum cafe (trains chugging just outside the window, grafitti art on the overpass wall, big white bubbly chairs, and heavy arty silver), jojo's fresh peach pie, an afternoon with the grandparents, new friends, a letter from death row and a phone call with j to slam all m paltry frustrations right back into their proper place.

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