On the brink
Jul. 29th, 2010 11:31 pmSpent a wonderful day with
rafaela: trip to Burlington complete with a good dinner, buskers, bookstores, and the like, capped with being on the ferry back to New York just as the sun was setting. As I said, wonderful.
Tomorrow, I will get up early, do laundry and last minute grocery shopping, throw the last few unboxed essentials into boxes, and stuff all that malarkey into the car; after taking
rafaela to her 2 o'clock doctor's appointment, we'll say our goodbyes, and I'll be on my way to the Boston area, where Blogathon and dear friends and a new apartment and new adventures await.
So why do I feel like crawling in a dark hole and staying there?
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Tomorrow, I will get up early, do laundry and last minute grocery shopping, throw the last few unboxed essentials into boxes, and stuff all that malarkey into the car; after taking
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So why do I feel like crawling in a dark hole and staying there?