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Saturday, March 05, 2005
Where the Beaches Are
Once in a while something happens. Something so big that it takes time before I can find the words to describe it here.
Even then, it's not a matter of words so much as it is a belief of what they mean.
Dan got his letter. He's coming to Dal.
. . .
YES! Yesyesyesyesyeyseyseysyesyeyseyseyseysyesyesyeyseysyes!
I can't tell you how good this feels, how happy I am.
He called Tuesday. I still can't quite believe it.
I can't wait for September! [Wow. Five months from tomorrow will be the first day of school. So much to look forward to].
It's such good news I almost wanted to keep it all to myself. But everytime I see one of you I just have to say it. So now the news is out. Next time you see me, you'll know why I'm grinning non stop.
Even then, it's not a matter of words so much as it is a belief of what they mean.
Dan got his letter. He's coming to Dal.
. . .
YES! Yesyesyesyesyeyseyseysyesyeyseyseyseysyesyesyeyseysyes!
I can't tell you how good this feels, how happy I am.
He called Tuesday. I still can't quite believe it.
I can't wait for September! [Wow. Five months from tomorrow will be the first day of school. So much to look forward to].
It's such good news I almost wanted to keep it all to myself. But everytime I see one of you I just have to say it. So now the news is out. Next time you see me, you'll know why I'm grinning non stop.
# posted by Spot @ 11:37 p.m.
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