Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?: I forgive you, she said. For what? I asked.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

I forgive you, she said. For what? I asked.

For not coming to visit me when I go to the nursing home. I can't blame you for not taking the time out of your busy schedule. You've got better things to do than to bother with a boring old poop like me. This was my cue to promise she would never be forgotten, that I would certainly come and see... Sign in to see full entry.

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