Driving in a blizzard
to a college town.
Having lunch
with an old friend
that I've know
since I was eight.
Time spent
laughing,
thrifting,
and catching up.
That was a good day.
I love days like that! Except for maybe the driving in a blizzard... :)
It DOES sound like a fun day, and what a wonderful photo to remember it by!
The white cold,my warm pocketthe dark day rises again.
My boy, a small man,a large toddler,a giant baby (a medical mystery).
Bucket trucks won't stop me, Fuck it, I'm goin' to Nantucket.Traffic low spirits high, time to have the talk.
I reach back toward his average-sized knees, "You were adopted."Today was a good day.
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I love days like that! Except for maybe the driving in a blizzard... :)
It DOES sound like a fun day, and what a wonderful photo to remember it by!
The white cold,
my warm pocket
the dark day rises again.
My boy,
a small man,
a large toddler,
a giant baby (a medical mystery).
Bucket trucks won't stop me,
Fuck it,
I'm goin' to Nantucket.
Traffic low spirits high,
time to have the talk.
I reach back toward his average-sized knees,
"You were adopted."
Today was a good day.