Thursday, February 16

goose bumps

Arrived in SF late last night, greeted my hostess and popped open the laptop to check the e-mail.

That's when I found out that an old friend of mine had died. I'd heard she'd moved out of Brooklyn, but I wasn't sure where she was living. Her e-mail bounced back and I took her out of my address book. Sometimes friendships stop like that for no apparent reason. We hadn't talked/written in a few years but I still had fond memories of her. And the past few days I found myself thinking of her frequently, wondering what she was up to.

I'm sitting in front of a fireplace right now in the warmth of my host's living room, but I still can't shake the chill.

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