I am blessed. I'm not gonna be able to have dinner with L and O before I hit the road, so she's going to pack me a lunch. That is kind. I would never have thought of asking for it, Burger King is good enough for me.
As I continue my vagabond life on the road, my vagabond heart continues to need the little expressions of love. And tonight, dropping off my long coat for button reattachment, they were my friends. They have been, of course, but tonight the support is so obvious that my heart is double destroyed by the power of friendship. They love me in a way I wasn't looking for. They care for me with food and laughter and listening. And I know that if true desperation showed up my phone call would never be too late at night.
Posted by mike at December 8, 2003 11:16 PM