Born in Wolfville. 2 parents. 1 younger brother.
4 dogs.
Sometimes this thing comes over me that I have to write the words down that are in my head.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Food Court
It must be lonely. That long walk, for another meal at noon. Wondering what your wife's really doing. Is that what they call job security? Maybe for her.
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