Tuesday, December 1, 2009


Dear Grand-dad,

How does one figure out what to do with ones life? And why does it matter?



kimmmoi said...

Come and live in Russia with me. That matters. Today there's been a huge snow storm- and we were driving madly around on icy roads, and carying large, full cardboard boxes through deep drifts of snow in the shadows of a large and imposing Catholic Church with a high cast iron fence all around, and high steps. It was very Hunchback of Notre Dame. Except I deposited winterjackets on the doorstep instead of a hideously disfigured (but pretty on the inside) baby. I'm already making plans for your trip. :)