...
And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme
...
(Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song)
Monday, February 02, 2004
My bus pulled up to the stop this morning while I was still half a block away. I ran toward it like a woman posessed, and... the bus driver waited for me. That never happens!
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