she flitted here and there, united states, jamaica, mexico, everywhere...


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Oct 11, 2009
@ 12:17 am
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Hindsight

Three days. Maybe four hours of restful sleep. Over 1,200 miles logged.

Nashville, Atlanta, Macon, Ft. Lauderdale, Tampa.

Inspired. Saddened. Loud. Curious. Anxious. Peace. Grace.

Deeper still.