Sunday, September 17

Oh, Mrs O, will you tell us where the naughty children go?

So much happened last night I don't know where to begin to explain... I used up all my explanation in my e-mail to my beloved Kaylie... but I don't think I shall ever forget The Dresden Dolls... if only for Hannah.

I love moments with strangers. There was a man that was sitting on a bench watching the sun set when I was on my way back to the car with my fishing rod this afternoon. (I named him Eric) He smiled at me and asked "Did you catch anything?" I said "No, but that's not what I was here for." then we looked at the sunset together and it was perfect. So I grinned again and kept walking.
Living for those perfect life-confirming interactions with kind people. *happy sigh*

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

i never got that email.

Frin said...

I know. I havn't sent it. I was typing it at my Nana's (where I did not have internet) so I saved it on my memory stick. My memory stick is... somewhere. As soon as I find it, you shall get the longest most crazy e-mail I have ever written to you. *hugs and hands you love*