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<title>The magical hour</title>
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Every time I drift into or out of sleep at the evening dusk hour, I think of the desert.  I hear music in the distance from the park and recall the beats from other camps.  Through half-opened sleep filled eyes, i see wispy clouds as the white blue sky starts to purple.  I see the blurred buildings and hills as the comforting, enveloping mountains surrounding our little part of the playa.

I feel at once, calm and safe, held and protected by the world as I start to feel the anticipation building for whatever amazing adventure the night may bring.

No one can ever take that from me.

&nbsp;


(postscript:  i left the house and rode bikes around town, happily feeding cats.  There were burners in dolores park, neon bikes, fire spinning, beats blaring, stilt walking, all for the solstice.  thanks san francisco, I love you)]]></description>
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<title>Something midwestern</title>
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<description>I&apos;m a city boy; what would i know?  but still.  This story about the floods on the Mississippi evokes something from within.  </description>
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<dc:date>2008-06-19T07:50:39-08:00</dc:date>
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<title>My Two Front Teeth</title>
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<description>Hi.

If anyone was looking for an idea of what to get me for Christmas, this would be nice. :)


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<dc:date>2008-06-09T10:20:20-08:00</dc:date>
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<title>oh yeah</title>
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<description>I remember.  I remember the warm house filled with people.  I remember cooking weird things and feeding grateful (if confused) folks with food and fresh baked cookies.  i remember what it is like to geek out, and then all lay in bed together and listen to &quot;Round Midnight&quot; really/really/really loud with amazing fidelity.

Friends are kind of the best thing on earth.  I&apos;m super glad to have a roommate again.  Niceness abounds and kindness appears.

Also, i went for a swim. :)</description>
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<title>album titles</title>
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<description>&quot;Memories of the Future&quot; really says everything for me.</description>
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