However, I was robbed in Barcelona so my iTouch and all of my meories so carefully recorded are lost. Now this is no 'my dog ate my homework' excuse. I really was robbed. My passport is gone, and a lot of other material things i will get over quickly. All my work on my blog posts is lost now, and I am very sad. I tbrings me to a poem i once wrote about losing all my old journals of poetry:
Lost
Words and thoughts, all inspirations
lost; ensuing frustrations
cathartic hours, time well spent
now in vain, for away they went
words slipped away like drops of rain
they left behind thin streaks of pain
feelings that were in stone eternal
etched into a worn out journal
now scraped away by a mistake
sanded down without a trace.
This is from Cousin Joanne:
ReplyDeleteHello,
So sorry to read about the incident with Taylor, I hope physically she isn't hurt. I tried to post a blog to let her know I was thinking about her and hoping she will be ok but I couldn't pick the right URL to leave my message. Pete's blog was easier. Let her know we are thinking of her and I hope getting a new passport won't be too hectic for her or the both of you. Say hi to everyone else.
Love,
Joanne