who we are now, we will always be.
on Friday, there was a quick trip down south and a nap in a warm room, followed by her second crab fest. a cut from a misplaced claw is slowly healing still on her index finger.
on Saturday, there was early morning rising. easy unpacking, an apparent lack of possesions which would negatively echo out in the next few days. Then there was singing of ( Read more... )
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read it and weep.
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