1.10.09 (dated this way until I catch up)

I am pretty sure that when people want to use an analogy for some action totally not fitting the context, they would refer to my actions on this first Saturday. After sleeping in and getting a slow start, I went out with Sonya to explore. It was a lot of fun, kind of making our own tracks. We came to this vast expanse, a whole square city block’s size, and it was covered with these boxlike pillars of varying shapes. Being in a playful mood, I tap Sonya’s shoulder and say the magical words. “Tag, you’re it!” and I’m off into the grid-like maze. I’m not saying you have to be depressed and glum when seeing memorials, but maybe next time I’ll have enough wherewithal to realize playing tag in the Holocaust Memorial isn’t such a good idea.