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I'm in kind of a funk this morning. Bleh. Some is probably the tail end of being sick (a combo of hung over and some weird stomach thing), some is likely other things weighing heavily on my mind, but some of it, a large portion, is still unassigned. I slept, I've eaten, my sweetie is coming home tonight, so what the hell?

church

Walking up the rise to where I can see the path and trees on both sides for the first time, Goldfrapp's Black Cherry came on. With the first organ notes on fuzzy reverb, looking down the long corridor of tall straight trees and newly green leaves exploding up to the dark, clear blue sky, I couldn't help but laugh. 'This is what churches are supposed to be like', I thought to myself, and wandered around staring at the world like it was new.

I don't care if lemmings don't really rush into the sea...

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.