A blade of blue

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. -Robert Frost
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Monday, June 18, 2007

We're finally moved in completely (I think...I hope). We have our phone line hooked up, finally, and we're starting to settle in to our new place. I don't use the back porch as much as I thought I would, but I try to eat breakfast out there before work, which is nice. We bought a slip 'n slide last week. Serious good times. Welp, I'm off to bed...

joanna An outpouring of the brilliance that is me recorded at 12:31 AM

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