Monday, September 29, 2008

the old man

just walks around and around the traffic circle outside my house. I live in such a charming Virginia neighborhood, awash with water, old homes, and tiny girls on bikes that wave at you even if you're a grown-up, and but this man in his tucked-in T-shirt just keeps with the circle. How you like that?

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Funeral today for my roommate's dad. Pray for us sinners, now. (At the hours of our deaths save it for somebody who could really use an Amen.)

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