I want to keep the thing stirring, now that the ice is broken. ~Sojourner Truth
dammit janet. i love those all-night salon sessions of real talk, real connection, real stuff. how i wish i was there with my favorites. i know it was good times. i yearn to be in real conversation with you folks again in soon time. march seems so far away but it might be the next best time. i always feel like i'm missing out cuz we're all over the place now. is that what growing up is all about
fat titties turn to tear drops as fat ass turns to flab, sores that were open wounds eventually turn to scabs. trees bright and green turn yellow brown. autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down. growin' old. " --outkast
hmm tried to convince dave of the genius of "Growing Old" last night. That song hits at the core. I remember listening to it at Matt's Graduation party playing dominoes or (was it spades? if so I know we was running bostons on all comers) Had to have been the summer of 97' if I recall correctly..my hair was short then and I was home for the summer from HK. Good times. Anyway trying to think of ways to make the distance less and less of a impediment cause although its a challenge I don't think it has t o be but atl was real fresh though sis, fresh enough for me to not go to sleep and i've very fond of the zzzz's
you are such an amazing writer..
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