unless you were sitting between the windows and the trombones, where just enough light made it possible to see every drop of liquid that flew to the ground during their performance.
guess where i was sitting.
and my lunchtime meal today is sponsored by memories of people i love.
microwave pizza a la granny
bolthouse farms vanilla chai tea from bill nickels
a few yogurt covered pretzels that remind me of seminary.
yea memories.
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