April 2003
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04.10.03
Well, it’s happening. It’s strange when one realized that you’ve wrapped all your dreams and ideas and thoughts up in one other person. I’m not sure whether that equates to Love or if it’s just mixed in somehow. Heather was out of touch a couple of days ago for longer than usual. Not that I…
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04.06.2003
We camped out at Amy’s this weekend and did nothing but work on the tour materials. I enjoy Amy’s house in the spring. Her artwork is everywhere and there are these linen-like billowy curtains dancing in open windows and intermingling with the tails of the three cats who claim domain here. It’s a house that…
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04.06.2003
Sweet mother of God. That was a whole lot of stuff to go through. Heather likes to make lists. We slowly make our way through Heather’s lists, and check things off. We eliminate all responsibilities piece-meal. Oif. I like to terrorize cats. Oh yes. Sigh. Long day. Tonight I sleep. Been eating artichokes and pine…