One Picture of Chaunce for a Thousand of My Words

Friday 02/18/2005 12:50 AM

The old man there sums up exactly how I feel.

Listening to a fantastic album (click the music link below). From 'Come On Home':

Everyday's like Christmas day without you:
It's cold and there's nothing to do.

A sniffle and a whisper of prayer for The Boy.

And now it's off to bed.

File Under: Chauncey; Missing Chaunce; Photography
Music: Everything but the Girl "Baby, the Stars Shine Bright"

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