Today is a day of celebrations!
Today the man who held a gun to my friend's head will be sentenced for that crime.
I will jump up and down with joy, laugh with glee, and dance an Irish jig!
I know he won't stay in long enough to suit me, but just the fact that he will be behind bars is enough.
He is such scum.
Also, one year ago today I had been living on my own for 3 days.
That was such a joyful time--such a time of relief and of peace for me.
Meanwhile, the forests that line every road I travel are splattered with red, orange and yellow.
The trees are participating in a harvest dance, wearing their finest silk dresses.
The air is crisp, and so are the apples.
Soccer games and practices litter the calendar every afternoon.
Now if only I could shake this cold/flu thingy....
2 comments:
Why is it that they don't execute that kind of scum?
But I'd rather think about red and orange leaves and crisp apples too. Man, I miss home!
Yay! to the power of three.
Boo-hiss to the cold/flu.
Hope your friend is doing OK.
And I guess that means it's Spring here...
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