Monday, November 10, 2003

I worked with Raphael and Lucio today. I walked around and picked up leaves into a rubber/plastic trash barrel. There was a sense of satisfaction in the end result but... . You know what I mean.

Hey Abby, I finally planted those Ivy clipping you brought to me this summer. I planted the ones from the sonics too. Little tasks like this can get put off for ever. I thought about it today and yesterday and imagined the job done. I had to do it then. It had its own will.

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