I am so high. I have no idea what is going on.
Tuesday, November 5, 2024
Wednesday, October 23, 2024
Sunday, October 20, 2024
New York
We're going in December, flying into my favorite city in the world (other than Toulouse, France) and making our way down to Charlotte to see my brother. I can't wait. Baz has only ever been to New York in utero. He'll love it.
Thursday, October 10, 2024
Bottle of red, bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian restaurant
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian restaurant
- Billy Joel
Monday, October 7, 2024
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Moved in
The quality of silence here is of birdsong.
We leave slivers of ourselves behind.
This is what we mourn.
This is what we celebrate.
This is the cycle that is life.
Monday, September 30, 2024
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