When it is so dismal outside, you don't feel that illness is making you miss much.
When you lie awake in bed for hours on end, even a Sealy Posturepedic mattress starts to feel like a slab of granite.
I remember like a distant dream the pleasant sun of Monday afternoon. Three big rabbits were hunched in the quadrangle of the university. They have turned from winter white to a sort of mottled grey.
The rabbits, or should I say hares, are one of Edmonton's delights. You see them everywhere nowadays.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
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