birthday parties are the "it" thing at the bonner foundation; we seem to have one every week. the one constant, regardless of the birthday boy or girl, is the quick ten minute intern scramble to gather as many mismatched decorations as possible. today we celebrated bobby's 50th birthday. gathered around dove bars, flashy 4th of July stars, and chili pepper table toppers, bobby told us how he met his wife. sitting there listening, i began to think about how many of these stories i've heard, and how happy it makes both the story teller and the listener to hear them. this somewhat sparked a new project idea (new blog?) when i got home i tried to decide between yoga and running. my legs were sore from yesterday's trek to imani's but i eventually decided to go running again. i hate running. always have and always will, but there's something satisfying about it. this is me circa four minutes ago back in street clothes and ready to walk to the fountain for some reading and writing. sending love from north tulane.
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