June 20, 2010
I’ve recently decided that connecting with fellow artists, talking about art, and (when applicable) buying the art they create brings me more pleasure than just about any other thing in life. I think I sort of suspected this all along, although for a good while I think what I longed for most was to talk to other writers. I must say, I’ve really changed my mind about that.
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May 20, 2010
Today, I said goodbye to a dear friend. We donated our beloved, beat up old Prizm to the Purple Heart Foundation. A tow truck came and took her away early this morning. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry–that is, until the tow truck driver assured me that a lot of people do. Then I let a tear fill up my right eye, a small little tear that I could easily wipe away before it slid down my cheek. Who gets so emotional about a car? And one so ugly, at that?
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