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.


gabriela said...

please do..