Monthly Archives: September 2008

And thank you f,m,t,p.

I received your letter. Thank you. And thank you for making things pretty. If you’re wondering why I didn’t write about it, I did–not as a private blog, but in my diary–yes, I put it to paper, just so I could keep it for myself. You’re wonderful. I’ll see you.

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Old Mongolia

Yesterday, or the day before (I was sick, so I can’t remember) I heard someone mentioning how sad it is when someone dies young. I have found myself saying that many times in my life, when I think about the losses in my own life–so many of my friends cashed in young. With a couple...

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