Saturday, June 12, 2010
My friend
Sitting in a house all alone with my two children. Usually its what I do from the hours of 9-5. You know, my job. But now it seems so foreign and unusual. I don't quite know what to do with myself. But I quickly remember the square electronic friend in the den and its like I never left my little home in Morgan Hill.
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