Friday, July 14, 2006

Sunrise, a true story

Over coffee this morning, I look out the window at the southern tip of Mercer Island, the green gray hills, the gray skies, the wisps of fog, the mottled lake surface, the expensive real estate, and belch. Not what I had planned


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