Time confuses me. After 3 days of energetic music, I can barely remember who I’ve seen. (Luckily, I snapped some photos.) My legs are jello and my eyelids are locked. A dream already, fragments of the music float by, in no particular order. You…
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Bury My Heart in San Francisco
No time to explain. The last time I sat down to blog I spilled coffee and killed my laptop. At the time, I had…
by Jewels August 23, 2008
