Sunday, August 31, 2008

Beneath the milky twilight... leave me, out on the moonlit floor.

When I was little, I was glad when my mom's friends called her on the phone. Then, if she was in a bad mood, she would be laughing on the phone and such. After a good conversation, she wouldn't be as unhappy.
Today, my mother and Jack's mother met each other. They were a short distance away from us. I was sitting in the Corolla, ready to drive off with my mother and Jack. OH yeah, Jack was scared at first. My mother decided to get out and meet Jack's mother. We couldn't quite hear them because we were talking to each other, but our mothers seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. I thought it was pretty swell.
At tennis today, well, the second time we went to tennis, I was sort of lying down for a while, with my back and head on the hard court. The rain was falling down, and a drop even went into my left eye. It wasn't pouring by any means. There was a sort of drizzle for maybe five minutes or so. And it felt really good.

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