Katie knits like a secret. Tight stitches and close to herself. I wanted to tell you about yesterday. How when I was on the bus I opened by eyes and found that we were driving through a sheet of rain. There was something dangerously slick about the way the tires didn�t make contact with the street. with the way we were all silver and speeding and on a path home� not to destruction. But as soon as I thought that the storm had already passed� leaping tall buildings in a single bound. And it was my stop. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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