Monday, Mar. 05, 2007 @ 8:26 am
TRUCK
I went over to the mainland this weekend to try on bridesmaid dresses and to visit with Sarah who was in town from New Zealand. It was weird to be with her in the city where we both no longer live, but somehow still call home. We've been for walks together in all sorts of places. On high mountain ranges in BC, on beaches in Ireland, though the dense city streets of Paris. It never seems to matter how long we've been away from each other - we just don't drift apart.
I came home to find my truck looking like this:
And pieces of HIS paint all over the road:
Granted, this is an excuse to be car-free, but it still hurts.
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