Sunday, January 28, 2007

good morning

It is noon on Sunday.

The Challenger exploded 22 years ago.


When my mom was pregnant with me, she fell off a snowmobile and couldn't feel me kick for two days.


God's been missing for quite some time, but the Chaos Theory gives me comfort.


I was suposed to be born on Valentine's day, but I was two weeks early. I've never been able to show up on time for love.