I hope your last thought gets to be, "Holy Crap, That's Awesome."

8/23/06

called

Hey, you. Sara Grady. Call me. E-mail me. Are you coming to visit me? Are you coming home, ever? Are you alive and well? I miss you.

That is all.


End transmission.

1 comment:

the V said...

yo. am dying of sleep deprivation and emotional overload.

but in short: mom just called. she booked a ticket (while i was on the line to be safe) for sunday the 3rd and home again monday the 11th, which means i get back here the 12th.

i am coming! and i miss you! and there are no words for how much i am leaving unsaid and how much i can barely contain my joy (and tiniest amounts of horror that i am a neon white scottish dumpling going to the harsh cruel west coast city. ps - think we can fit in a visit to bridget?)

i adore you and cannot wait to feel you near me again.