20 February 2005

it's no use pretendin'

mood: sad
music: naked as we came -- iron & wine
CPCetc: now i feel sick again...


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Our next door neighbour just called. Their son had a baby. It was really early, I don't know how much; about a pound and a quarter in weight so you can guess it. He was doing fine, breathing on his own and everything seemed to be just fine. Then he just stopped.

Something tells me that feels worse than having him never start in the first place.


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