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and then our exile

Monday, March 29, 2004 at 6:47 p.m.

FIFTEEN DEGREES PEOPLE IT WAS FIFTEEN DEGREES
This morning i wasted a lot of time and got very little done, but afternoon: oh-so-good. Lots and lots of sunshine and the wind is warm and i went on a walk and tracked some deer (um, kind of) and lay on a rock in the sun and thought about you and got out my bike and Usman and the bantams had uber-maza in the greenhouse and the sky was blue and full of fluffy white things.

i hope you too used the sun to make you happy.

and then our exile

Monday, March 29, 2004 at 6:47 p.m.

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