It feels like the end of an era.
I'm going "home" now. I'm leaving. Posts will become infrequent if at all. I will become bored, yet tired, skinny and tan. I'm taking home my Mark Twain, One Hundred Years of Solitude, a Prayer book, Paterson, and six great modern plays. I'm going to try to get up at four every day to have time to read. I'm leaving; I'm going "home" now. Bittersweet is a stupid word. Bye
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I would leave a comment, but you make it sound as if you'll never see it.
Yup, pretty sure he's not read it Dan.
Good luck on the getting up at four in the morning to read!
You're not going to read this so I'm not going to say anything.
What is the sound of a comment falling in woods with no blogger around to hear it?
Luke, I am from Jackson. Please email me at sarah@portalministries.org
Thanks.
Luke totally just got tapped to be a Youth Leader ... and by just, I mean in May.
Hey, isn't your summer about over? Time to start losing the tan and blogging again.
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