keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails

<< Tuesday, Aug. 09, 2005 - 8:21 am >>
fingers crossed

i'm so tired of pacing around in this apartment for weeks. the plants are dying, the reflections are weary and my hands are too cold for my liking. (as are the mornings.)

loosen your elbows, monsieur .. a penny for your thoughts. two for the road. and three for the magic ride.