"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Friday, August 19, 2011
Little quiet, sort of out of it tonight. It was raining on the way home and I didn't mind because it seemed fitting. I miss Danny and other people who make me exuberantly happy and talkative. I'm happy Danny is coming home tomorrow.
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