dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, September 22, 2006

refreshingly unprofessional

Today's so windy that dirt kept blowing in my eyes. There are leaves all over the ground and small tree branches. The leaves are crunchy even though they're green.

In the mail I got an unexpected letter and a strange mailart thing that I have to send back for mailart purposes.

So it's back to regular life now that CSET is over, so we'll catch up on sleep and conversation.

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