This is how I felt today.
Water under the bridge.
Rap music and basketball. Number 6. Rock-a-baby!
Same dog.
Different day.
This guy was in the park. He was passed out. I walked by him on my way to lunch. On my way back he was still there, but he rotated to his other side. The farmers market was happening, so there were a lot of people hanging out in the park. Everyone in the park had to see that he was only wearing cotton socks. Ha!
I miss you. Today was tough, one more day down. We didn't go on a walk tonight, I was too exhausted. I came home after work and took a nap. I made tacos tonight. They weren't my best batch. Took another bath. Mooshka sat with me and played with my necklace. We are going to try and get up for the sunrise. I want to send you a picture of the sunrise.
I love you my wife.
:)
Your husband.
Sonnets!
You sure eat a lot of those hot dogs! Remember when we went to San Francisco and you photographed all of our meals? That was such a fun trip... just us.
ReplyDeleteIt was raining so hard this morning. By the time I walked to my classroom building my coat and all of the clothing was sopping wet. It looked like I jumped in a lake.
I wrote a paper on social media this morning... its not that good. I hope Professor Wolfgang doesn't call me out in class. I guess he has a tendency to do that kind of stuff. He is pretty crazy... he doesn't talk, he yells.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUNlXHm1ET0
I miss you baby.
All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me.
~William Shakespeare, "Sonnet XLIII"
I love you
I am a creature of habit, baby. Hot dogs, mmmmm! I also like the feel of that place. A nice older couple own it. I am often nostalgic for San Francisco.
ReplyDeleteIt is H-O-T, HOT here. It is crazy those mountain get that much rain. I assume you didn't pack anything for it.
I want to read your paper.
I miss you too.