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Saturday, December 18, 2010

phone calls

Last night I lay in the car while it was raining, talking to a friend on the phone. The car was warm from having the heater on while we were driving home. I was listening to the rain and listening to my friend's voice, and it was beautiful.

A few days ago I did the same thing only instead of rain falling from the sky, large yellow leaves were falling from the trees above me onto the car. That was beautiful too.

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