Four in the morning, you know what I'm saying? Hard core. On the grind. Doing what I need to do. Unfortunately, my brain is acting like my 1995 Honda in this cold weather--takes a good while to warm up....
Yesterday I went to Rite Aid and bought my daughter's day care teacher a birthday present. Standing at the cash register, I did a double take and recognized the mom of a girl I used to mentor. We exchanged hugs and I asked her questions about what's going on with TiTi. She's as tall as me now, at eleven, wearing a size 61/2 shoe...they're buying a house and her mom is working at TiTi's elementary school. It was just really nice to talk with her. It was nice to feel as if some of the things I do in this world mean something. Trite but true.
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LouLou likes to talk. I just try to write it all down. Bring your own coffee. Pastries optional.
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- F.E. Wright
- Hippy-spawned African American Yankee. Now living in the Deep South. Fighting addiction to fried pork chops. Trying to make tenure. Trying to annihilate last molecule of sanity by contemplating second child, a writing life, and the idea of “coming out” as a feminist Buddhist in the Bible Belt.
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