The thing about being pregnant is that the tears just come easy for good and for bad. saturday night i was more or less bawling at the funeral scene in Across the Universe. Today, i misted a bit at this idea. The simplicity makes for the beauty and the beauty makes me cry. Take an hour. Turn out the lights. Save the world.
I like it when people are good. It helps shake loose my crusty misanthropy.
2.19.2008
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