Friday, November 07, 2003

 
The infinite moments are not frequent enough. So when they come it's best to recognize and revel.

Driving on winding country roads. Impatiently waiting for the heat to come on in the car. t-shirt, cardigan, coat, stocking cap. It's dark, the high beams are on, and Simon and Garfunkel are telling, showing, revealing what life was like then. And it feels so close somehow.

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