2001-11-13 & 9:58 p.m. : fresh sheets, krakow
i finally saw jon tonight and i hugged him for 4 minutes straight he told me about crying in the concentration camps and we toasted to his safe arrival home. i can hear his music blasting at the soles of my feet he gave me a green wooden box with hand painted krakow on the lid and i don't know how i am going to do this when i leave, when we are states away. also, my room is clean, and my bed has fresh sheets. |