Read this. If I spoke German, I'd be quite tempted to up and leave for this place.
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I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow. --Vienna Teng. OK, I don't really feel like that (toujours), but it's rather poetic, and I aspire to be such. Here you may read about some of the happenings in my life. Love, peace, and happiness to all.
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- last day of school + baby + hammock + shade=bliss
- природа
- when i can't sleep in on sundays
- addiction to hands and feet
- two days late
- long may i run
- yep,
- save rock canyon
- already grand
- dreamland
- graceful
- gaga
- best feeling in the world:
- in three weeks
- lucky
- the night before the game
- bike
- "a moment of beauty"
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Con Leche
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a peek at some of my writing
About Me
"Sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That's what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can't remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story."
--Tim O'Brien
--Tim O'Brien
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