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Wednesday, January 19, 2011


I sense someone is watching me as I get dressed this morning. Slightly uncomfortable in my naked state, I look around. There, from underneath my white dresser: My favorite flip flops peering out with an apologetic expression. Reminding me of their being. I put them in my pile of things to go to Patagonia.

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