November 25, 2008“I’m sorry I was so short with you on Sunday,” I told Mr. Man. My fears got the best of me last weekend and I felt like a schmuck. “It’s okay. You’re probably stressed. I still can’t believe how much you do – you never stop… ever. I mean, it’s just too much for one [...]
Read the full article → October 24, 2008Snippets from random phone conversations I had tonight between: Benjamin my sister a man who shall remain untalked about, and my mother. Guess who said what: “I had another dream about you last night. This time we were at a coffee shop and this guy gave you all of the day old croissants. You were [...]
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