Sometime this weekend, I will write about today and my father's trip to the hospital. For now, I am physically, emotinally and mentally exhausted to give my story justice. All I'll say for now is that if God does play a movie of your life as desccribed in Jack T. Chick comics, I'm going to ask that he fast forward this particular day and play the Benny Hill theme music in the background. It was just that absurd to me at certain points.
I'll be in Boston again for the weekend. Will probably go to the Open Bark at Out of The Blue. I'm trying to preach Stone Soup to the new young poets. You should come this Monday if you haven't yet. Here's why.
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