five thousand shades of blue

Thursday, March 22, 2001

As I was driving home yesterday, I saw a man standing on a corner with a brilliant white potted orchid in one arm, and another orchid peeking out from a paper bag hanging off of his other one. I wondered what his story was.

Some may have noticed the mood up there hasn't changed in a while. Things have been a bit tumultuous and stressful in a few ways, and I'm hangin' on, but would rather keep my journal a refuge from that.

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