And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Wednesday, November 4
Daryl was afraid that I was referring to him in my previous two posts.
No I wasn't.
They're two different things, about two different groups of people.
& I guess to add to my frustration, I won't be able to spend much time with baby for the next couple of weeks, since he's gonna be driving for APEC. :( I've got nothing to look forward to anymore.