Friday, April 16, 2010

sometimes i can't remember things that i will never forget.

"april is the cruellest month, breeding
 lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
 memory and desire, stirring
 dull roots with spring rain."
t.s. eliot

i know it passed and i didn't write, but i didn't forget. i could never forget.
i'm going to nepal. you'd like it. i'll take you with me. we'll see it together.

we should have taken more pictures of us.

1 comments:

gabriela said...

please do..