Tuesday, January 10, 2006

i'm thinking of drive times and email and not ready through this morning's late start when through my window a neighbor asks after her. the same. we don't know. i don't feel like saying so i half do. she consoles the hood of my car with a pat pat as she goes. laughing my foot off the brake, but then mahalia comes on the radio with her "i am a pilgrim."


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