Friday, August 19, 2005
so many thousands of words
"what's the first thing you're going to do when we get back?" beth was sitting next to me in the back of my brother's honda accord. leaning slightly toward me as she spoke. without thought I uttered "get mexican food."
fast forward:
so now we're sitting in our favorite mexican joint on 82nd avenue. our feet have only recently touched portland ground after 14 hours of flying and several hours of hustling through airports, getting rubbed down nicely by lazer wands and professional pats. oh portland. you're as small as I want you to be, and as big as I need you to be.
so click the picture and browse through photographs. sift through a few of our memories if you like. we have boxes of them stacked shoulder height. I prefer the unorganized ones though. the kind of memories no film or digital device will ever touch. and I store them in my mind, conveniently located several close inches from my heart.
so things are (sort of) back to normal now. whatever that means. here's a summation: we had a blast.
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fast forward:
so now we're sitting in our favorite mexican joint on 82nd avenue. our feet have only recently touched portland ground after 14 hours of flying and several hours of hustling through airports, getting rubbed down nicely by lazer wands and professional pats. oh portland. you're as small as I want you to be, and as big as I need you to be.
so click the picture and browse through photographs. sift through a few of our memories if you like. we have boxes of them stacked shoulder height. I prefer the unorganized ones though. the kind of memories no film or digital device will ever touch. and I store them in my mind, conveniently located several close inches from my heart.
so things are (sort of) back to normal now. whatever that means. here's a summation: we had a blast.
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Monday, August 15, 2005
southern bavaria
