back then, back a decade ago when i was in reno...it struck me this morning at the restaurant that this is the summer...i ran off to forget and drove around the desert for hours on the weekends...you've never been beyond...and the prostitute and the gambler staking their fortunes and futures on the web and maybe they were right, maybe that really did work out in the end...i have and i know what it looks like there...and elsewhere and the flights to dc on the weekends and you never came out here and i never thought that was strange and another you made the trip only i never arrived at the bench because i wasn't sure i wanted to know you again...it's just that this time...

never blog on an empty stomach.