Music, theater, gardening, travel, current affairs, and my personal life, not always in that order. I try to keep it interesting, I rarely hold back, because one thing I truly believe in is the shared experience of this reality we call life. We're all in this together, people. More than we even know.
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Tuesday, April 10, 2007
On the way home
When the dream came I held my breath with my eyes closed I went insane, Like a smoke ring day When the wind blows Now I won't be back till later on If I do come back at all
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