Tuesday, June 15, 2010

In the Light of the Common Day

I'm listening to Phil Keaggy. It makes me anxious to create, to be creative or contemplative, but I can only muster some vague longings for the future, for things I can't have or for things that are not mine quite yet. I feel like talking, but I have nothing to say, even though there's plenty I could say.

I miss you so much.

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