Aug 122009
This is a quiet day. We hang out, eat, talk. Friends write and call. Pretty much nothing of import takes place. We are getting ready for the next day, psychologically. Don’t think they are going to do much other than talk to us about what is coming up. We are numb. I think that is a recurring theme in our current lives. It keeps coming up again and again. I don’t mean to be boring, but we are numb a lot. Trying to figure things out.