Its rain flooded me out of the last room, the water seeping into everything I had on. I wake up lying on the floor, my glasses strewn somewhere in the room, trying to find them careful when I realize I had my contacts in. Limestone was all around. Cold and hard but embracing, the room was bare and empty but it held me, the longer I stayed the more intricacies I notice- the trim along the corners, the window at the other end of the room. I guess I was just waiting. Waiting for everything to dry, to try to pick through the wreckage. Yet looking at it now, it was odd how much I valued those trincates…
I gues its been a year since that last place I’ve been.
A year since: school, her, realtime employment… I’m sure the list goes on. I guess it was nice back then but I’d never go back.
Never ever. I’m so glad to just
Be.here.
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On today’s Fresh Air: remembering Doc Watson. You can download his interviews on Fresh Air in 1988 and 1989 right here.
Rest in Peace friend.
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Gov. Christie and Mayor Booker: Don’t Worry, We’ve Got This
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We know we need to eat more vegetables. The challenge is to do it with flavor and variety. So we’ve become creative. (via Kitchen Window: Even Your Mother Will Approve Of Vegetable Chips)
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There are recipes!
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