Monday, September 17, 2007

I have to go back... Down East

I know it's not warm enough to be out fishing in shorts and bare feet.

I know the fire will need to be lit and stay lit all day, most of the night.

I know Jake will play chopsticks, his one and only song on the piano, over and over and over again until we beg for him to stop.

I can't stop thinking about it.

I have to go back.


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