The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Friday, April 13, 2012

if the genes don't fit, don't wear 'em.

Two days of misery, bleeding out, and long hours. Waiting for the other shoe to drop with the genetics. Being a bit emotional.

Dylan, as usual, when asked for reassurance, astonishes me with his generosity.

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