Saturday, January 19, 2013

Hotel Migrante in Mexicali celebrates 3 years.

It finally happened, and I think I'm gonna be sick.  After all of these years, it finally happened.  I lost a little black notebook.  Straight up dropped it on the bus (I think).  No major breakthrough ideas in it.  Just "To-do" lists.  Names of bands.  Songs.  Random thoughts.  Book titles.  Quotes.  Words.  More words.  Damn, I'm pissed.  Need to call MTS's lost and found, but not until Tuesday.

1 comment:

Jenny Dreadful said...

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