And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on

[sovay]

On the way back from the MRI, in accordance with the local observance of the hundred and twelfth birthday of Wendell Corey, I found and talked to a dry stone wall.

Comments

[julian]

I appreciate you. And the wall.

[sovay]

I appreciate you. And the wall.

*hugs*

Keep on with your continued existence, please.