she wasn't much older than us delinquents and didn't judge. her boyfriend was a singer in 'america.' we talked about music , road trips, books, when a woman might finally be president, and how to get out when you had to.
and here's how we end up at that "six degrees of separation" thing! only it usually seems more like two degrees! :^) wonder if your friend still has the guitar pick?
I'm a cook. And I write, sometimes about food, mostly poems. I make stuff. I get lost. I'm worried about vanishing bees, melting icecaps, the decrease of civility in the world, seedless watermelons, and whether there will be enough time for me to get it all right.
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I saw America in college. A friend caught the guitar pick.
and here's how we end up at that "six degrees of separation" thing! only it usually seems more like two degrees! :^) wonder if your friend still has the guitar pick?
That's a good question! It's been more than 20 years, maybe 25!
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