I'm not taking may photos these days, but I ran across this one when someone asked to borrow the shirt from me the other day. This photo is from John and Marge's wedding, god only knows what happened to them.
I remember being very happy in this photo but I wasn't. I had just finished Sedona and was taking a much deserved break. Aside from talking to my shoe as if it were a phone, ie more than tipsy, this was my last trip before I got engaged. The evil one had not completely taken over my life yet and thankfully was not on this trip. Either way, the trip was fun, but I wish I could warn this guy about how mental she was.
He wouldn't have listened. He was blinded to the 100's of neurosis, paranoia and dependency by the mythical possibility of companionship.
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