allison blogged on this and i commented on her blog and since i'm too tired to write anything else, this will have to do for now....
- walking under a tree during an eclipse and seeing hundreds of scattered eclipses from the shadows of the leaves
- sitting under the stars on a florida beach the summer after college, talking with my friends on where we thought we'd be in a year as we watched a storm roll across the horizon
- on my knees in a converted hotel meeting room in denver where God told me the path i had walked for 13 years was no longer for me
- a chilly october night in arrowhead stadium, singing with or without you to no one in particular
- sitting in the back seat of jay's car, holding hands for the first time with a girl i would never kiss
- my lips actually burning after keeping a promise to my friend mike and stealing a kiss from my friend michelle
- the shock of hearing my name called for the best performance award my sophomore year of high school
- rounding the curve on my bicycle, hitting the gravel, and realizing i was headed right for the ditch. i spent the next 13 weeks in a halo
- searching for my ID with stacy and spending hours huddled on a bench sharing dreams and warmth
- having drinks with douglas coupland and a group of campers at a uber-yuppie bar in boston and talking about 9/11 and quilting
your turn. share yours.
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Tunes: chris isaac - wicked game
WARNING!
Reading this blog has made people want to kill themselves, so if you are easily depressed, perhaps you should find something more uplifting to do, like watch a Holocaust documentary or read a Cormac McCarthy novel.
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