of a friend
Nov. 2nd, 2017 07:49 pmOf her nature and character you can read there. Here I will just say that I feel wounded. She was one of those people who brought texture to my life. I like the word "indirect" that
Of course she used a different name in apas than she did offline. Nor did she litter her online journal with clues to her identity either; figuring out who this
We both disliked dogs. We both disliked potatoes. We may have been the only ones.
I'd sometimes come across her among the niches at the Garden of Memory concert - she's the Tall Black Woman whom I'd report having seen there - and we'd converse there in that happenstantial way of casual occasional friends. She thanked me for posting a reminder of this summer's concert and planned to be there, but alas it did not happen and she sent regrets. And that was the last ...
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Date: 2017-11-03 03:28 am (UTC)I should have mentioned potatoes. She also disliked almost all chocolate.
I never tried "staying up late in a bleary haze," but perhaps I will when I reread.
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Date: 2017-11-03 11:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-04 09:02 am (UTC)However, the problems I have with aggressive dogs are not with the dogs themselves so much as with their owners.
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Date: 2017-11-04 07:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-04 09:04 am (UTC)