My cold has moved from
my chest to my head
Papa and I rested to
day I dont feal verry
good. My cold has moved
up into my head. and
it akes some when I
bend over.
my chest to my head
Papa and I rested to
day I dont feal verry
good. My cold has moved
up into my head. and
it akes some when I
bend over.
Did some scripting in the morning. Studied with Gus. Gus's game was at home, so I took him on my own, let Watt stay home. When we got there we heard that the president had announced that we'd begun to bomb Afghanistan. Strange to stand in the brilliant sun watching the boys run, thinking of bombs dropping over there.