Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Give it away, give it away, give it away.
Tiny droplets hit my windshield, awaiting a lower temperature to form snowflakes. A man walked down my street as I left the house. If I had been 25 and IF it had been 1979, I would have offered him a ride. I was a fearless person back then and am an overly cautious old woman now. I stopped the van in front of him and handed him a black umbrella to match his black leather jacket, as opposed to handing him the red white and blue one that I left on the floor of the car. I asked if he could use it,... Sign in
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