Monday, February 17, 2003
Naval Training Base at Great Lakes, Illinois
Andy came by for the last mom-cooked meal for at the minimum eight weeks. I walked him out to his car and as i write he is packing his bags most probably. his recruiter will pick him up and he'll be spending the night in a local hotel. flying out to illinois via commercial airliner, he thinks, tomorrow.
sigh. breathe in the positive, breathe out the negative. andy be well, stay well, come home well.
Who am i, what am i
A picture's worth
I stand on the sand, and I'm rocking grief to sleep in my arms.
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