And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life. — Anne Lamott
Saturday, October 12, 2013
IT IS SOMETHING
Down in Brooklyn. Louise M (the Ireland Louise), John, and I walked about four hours today. All over Brooklyn and Manhattan. I am very seriously tired. I miss the kittehs, but otherwise okay. And this barely rates as a blog post. But it is something. I couldn't take pictures because my new damn iPhone's battery is shite. Gotta figure that out.
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