Saturday, June 6, 2009

It's a quiet night. Even the highway is silent. There is still the faintest hint of tobacco from a neighbor who had smoked beneath my window. The computer hums. the fridge chortles. I think it's time to write a long delayed letter.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Evening, 2000 year old historian guy.

Most of the other friends I've made on Yahoo seem to be blogging over at multiply, so I'm not sure how much time I will be spending in here in future. I know you kind of like having a quiet place to write, but please come over for a visit.

http://metaphoricalmagpie.multiply.com/

Anonymous said...

My curiosity gets the best of me... now what long overdue letter did you write, and to whom?