Good Dharma

I wonder how often she hears that joke?

I think I officially befriended Dharma Dailey, made the difficult leap up from acquaintanceship. At the very least she ate dinner at my house this week-end and more importantly, I got to see her blog.

There's poetry on it. There's good poetry on it.

ie:
there is no pleasure without sadness

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I think you can say that she is your friend because she was last seen wearing your shoes. Flashing pink and red among the drab commuters.

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