I think I knew you weren't in Oregon anymore, but I'm glad to know about the air. I am flying to Germany on Wednesday, and I am imagining the air there will be a lot like it is here - clod and dry. I decided I am bringing boots, which I may have to wear to the opera, since it seems absurd to pack another pair of shoes for a one week trip. My lips are chapped; I imagine that'll be about the same in Leipzig. Remember Alisha? She made me a potato out of paper clay, and it's I keep looking at in between sentences. If I liked potatoes more, I'd have tried to eat it by now. What are you making these days?
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