The flight of the fruitbat
May. 28th, 2005 09:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokingbootMy mother is safe and well in Granada. Thank you Great Spirit/Goddess/God/Anyone up there who cares.
She sent me a beautiful postcard of the Alhambra at sunset. This, I take it, is meant to make up for the past few weeks of me tearing my hair out not knowing whether she's dead or alive.
Still, she sounds happy, and that's the important thing. After all, she has the right to enjoy sunsets anywhere she pleases. Beauty and freedom go together.
I have opened all the windows in the house; The wind rushing through is cool and good.
She sent me a beautiful postcard of the Alhambra at sunset. This, I take it, is meant to make up for the past few weeks of me tearing my hair out not knowing whether she's dead or alive.
Still, she sounds happy, and that's the important thing. After all, she has the right to enjoy sunsets anywhere she pleases. Beauty and freedom go together.
I have opened all the windows in the house; The wind rushing through is cool and good.
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