Monday, January 24, 2005
On the way to Holland
England, on the way to Holland. It snowed the day I left
Woke at 4am when Brendon left and lay in the grove he made, sleeping fitfully, until people started moving about the house at 9 or so. Felt a heavy weight of sadness. Couldn't wait to get away to Holland the next day, where I could be alone.
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