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several things to jot down that I want to expand upon later..

the insult at the Schooner Wharf Bar & Grill

passion flower allegory

wine with dinner

the Cuban chica who did my pedicure

giving myself

the robbery

Robbery

Nothing like a robbery to make you feel vulnerable.

After 4 days away from the office, I arrive back in this morning to discover that my office was broken into over the weekend. Thank God I had taken my laptop home!

They got a portable stereo/Cd player and my palm pilot. I'm ok with the boom box. It wasn't mine and my favorite CD wasn't in it. But the palm was personal. And expensive.

I glance at the window they came in through every once in a while and feel betrayed by its false sense of security. Someone was here, prowling through my things. The fingerprint dust that I can't seem to get clean is everywhere and reminds me of it.