words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
She Never Told Me She Was A Mime
Here's my HNT pic, up early so that I don't forget! This week you get to see Sister decked out for Halloween. She doesn't read my blog so, here you go. Hehehe.