Has anyone said anything about the heat? Surely I haven't. Is it okay that much of the time I'm just grateful for air conditioning? But it wasn't in air conditioning that I saw him.
The man who can climb a wall with pictures so tall that if for no other reason you must love him for a gift he's been given. One hundred thousand hours plus of a mind racing and a body wasting. And I try to quote Maya to him. There's a part of this story that's heart breaking. There's a piece of him that reminds me of her.
All he wanted was a BLT and a ride.
Today I am grateful for a car, a job, and air conditioning.
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