Bad Things, Good Things

So now I have a friend with breast cancer, and my friend Oscar, the presently not as smiling Bolivian, is worried with good cause about his dad, who went back home at precisely the wrong time.

Let us hope Ginger is still speaking to me after tomorrow’s hike. That should be good. Some friends of mine have just moved and another friend is coming into town so we can have brunch together on Sunday. This is also good.

Life has no discernable pattern I can see.

One thought on “Bad Things, Good Things

  1. Of COURSE I’m still talking to you! (And talking and talking and talking, if you remember the ride home.) I had a great time hiking. It was a perfect day, and taking walks is one of my favorite things in the world. Thanks again for planning it.


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