Thursday, July 07, 2005


Missouri. Dinner at Bob Evans.
Two Christmases ago, my parents gave N an envelope full of gift certificates to Bob Evans. That chain doesn't expand into the southwest, so before I left she gave the envelope to me.
I've been in road-trip-mode, not really thinking about N, but sitting across from an empty seat, eating food paid for by her unspent Christmas bounty, I felt very sad and very alone.

# posted by Arnie : 10:26 PM
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I had to do exactly this, once. I emailed you and you gave me a good piece of advice. I guess I'm trying to say I know how you feel. We'll miss you down here.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 3:40 PM
 
this is a beautiful chaos you've captured.


i'm sorry its inspired by loss.



breathing is nice.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 6:19 PM
 
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