Monthly Archives: March 2004
3 boxes
Two days ago I received three boxes of stuff from my mother. She is in the process of cleaning out my parent’s house. The room I now stay in when I go home (and where most of my junk that is still left behind is kept in) is being turned into a office for my
Hope
“Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regradless of how it turns out.” Vaclav Havel