Thursday, June 11, 2009

saturday 06.06.09

'why don't you kick yourself out - you're an immigrant too?'


unplugging the charging ipod for a jog. exploring the streets of the neighborhood. so far this summer i’ve found hoyt and quary parks within one block of my place (who knew?) this time around i found a playground park. swung on the swing to the delicious sounds of jack & meg white. after a bit a mom and son came to play. my new friend, felix, was very happy to make small chat about his name. then i had flashes of ‘little children’ and felt like the awkward twenty-five year old swinging on the swing at a playground, so i left. ehhhh…


-bkh

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