Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Fall. Arrived this week, so sudden I had forgotten what it was like to feel "cold."
Scruffy.
Makes me want to lie in bed and look out the French doors and listen to the birds chatting. But instead I go to work and struggle with the computer and wonder why the computer guy doesn't come by and fix it. But that is a question involving faith and mystery and those can never be answered to anybody's satisfaction.
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Scruffy.
Makes me want to lie in bed and look out the French doors and listen to the birds chatting. But instead I go to work and struggle with the computer and wonder why the computer guy doesn't come by and fix it. But that is a question involving faith and mystery and those can never be answered to anybody's satisfaction.
