miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Monday, May 14, 2007

ma mere

yesterday was mothers day, which fell on the same day as her birthday. i know it happens about every four years or so, but when it does it is sweet. i love you alot mum, but, c'mon... two birds with one stone?!?

now that i'm ostracised from the family permanently, life as an outsider begins....

honestly though, thanks for everything, hope you had a good time at dinner. great to see you and granny there for it... the english roses. 60 next year...

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