Friday, January 18, 2008

interview in denver

It is cold here- and I have a cold. So not quite as fun as I would have hoped. But in the end it's just about missing the boy-- more, and differently, than I have ever missed anyone.  How can it be this intense- he can't even talk! He barely knows I am gone! But there it is.  

I was kind of looking forward to the posh hotel room, the sleep without interruptions. But what good is that when I can't relax enough to fall asleep in the first place? 

And, why, does every book/movie/tv show seem to be about children who are imperiled? Or (you think?) perhaps I am projecting?

I'd better sleep.

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