Thursday, May 13, 2004

droopy eyelids, like stomachs, hungry

Oh, I should be asleep. But instead, I burn cds and write letters of some length to Relevant Magazine. This time tomorrow, I will be three hours away from flying, a homecoming of sorts, watching my friends graduate and my brother marry. But tonight, I am just tired, in Montana, listening to Rich Mullins and Yann Tiersen.

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