notes to self

If wishes were pennies and I could fly, I'd be very rich I'd be very high

Sep 21, 2009

In an apartment in Florence, Brian's making espressos, the washer is spinning outside the door, and we're playing a song game. We're all singing songs featuring one word. It's so casual and comfortable. Vacation has kicked in, about a week ago.


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