


This trip has been so dense that I can hardly even find words for it--layered like the Grand Canyon in self-discovery, Major Decisions, Financial Misery, Family Events, and on and on and on.
I am dizzy--sometimes literally--with the depths of the emotions, with the layers of time, love, loss. I'm working on unpiecing it.

1 comment:
Is this metro station near the grand canyon? How did you get seats next to Ovechkin and behind several Brashears? You guys are just plain lucky i guess.
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