because i love you, my love. mercilessly, and crazed
545am
waking up to prepare for kayaking. its eerie and lovely out there in the morning when the dew is setting and and when the fog blows out whispers of low clouds
a thing i love
sounds of trains traveling in the dead middle of the night.
2 comments:
Angie, I searched for an email address here so that I could write to you, but there is none to be found. What is it?
-Jeannie
jeannie!!! its miniangie@aol.com
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