December 2009
9 posts
I dreamt that you came back. It was not a good dream. It was exactly how it would be in real life, if you came back. I saw you on a bike. I wore the black coat I always wear and worried that I didn’t have enough makeup on. We both smiled that smile we do when we see each other, even though we were so mad. Hi Hi We said. Then we hugged and it felt okay. Where have you been? I said. Yeah. Well I...
Been busy as a bee in bootcamp but wanted to put up some pictures before I melt into my flannel sheets. Goodnite.
