my mind is host to a never-ending number of things unsaid and unthought.
not by choice.
by habit.
A prayer in the Kotel Tunnel under the Western Wall, Jerusalem
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ditto. i really all of this.
i'm writing this because i know you won't read it in the email and you'll have to come to your blog and you'll remember the times when you used to come here and say things that your ex-roommate would read and then she'd feel like she knew about your life.
come back, bod. come back.
so... de-lurking for a brief moment to say that you posted this MONTHS ago, and I still think about it. so thanks for posting it.
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