Life and living and Chicago.
I have nothing good to write and I am not a good writer.
I miss Liza and my grandmother and I still get mad when I see people shopping without thinking. This is not jaded, it's bored.
I see that my role in life is not to change others, but to love them...but why do they have to make it so hard?
Keep on keeping on while the keeping on is so easy and without resistance, I guess.
posted by Sweet T @ 8:27 PM
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