Just bits here and there. Things I learned, smells, sights, sounds. Feelings. How easy it was to talk and the silences, which at first seemed awkward but soon felt right.
At times it felt a lot more common, which I guess will come with regularity.
I just want to know and see and experience it all.
Flour over corn. No PB.
Expressive touching and breathing. Makes me melt.
Context of above song, check out Old Gregg sometime. It’s from a British comedy troupe.
Games. I’ve got one idea already. I will work on an agenda. Give us some structure. Maybe costumes or secret identities.
I would so love to continue any conversation with you. Any and all.
George, Roy & Tom, I bet the afterlife has one hell of a concert series and the venue just increased in size 🙁
now marks the end of the line for my work week. Not 100% true, since you can’t see my face, I won’t lie, I have a .5 day conference call on Thursday but that can be remote and hopefully something I can just listen in on since there hasn’t even been a formal invitation sent (which is a tad rude).
I leave tomorrow, probably around 1 or 2. Still have to pack and mow the lawn and piddle around. I’m a piddler, btw – sorry 🙂