Happy Birthday Benjamin! I'm wishing you delights and more delights. I'm awestruck that this is your 21st birthday and know your celebration will be frajous. I think I may have told you that I celebrated mine, on March 11, 1973, in Paris. During a prance in the rain after dinner, Gail and I wrote the following song:
"Moi, je suis assez contente Et, je suis assez heureuse, Mais je n'peut pas courir Par ce que je suis assez ivre."
Make sweet memories, my darling first born. I love you, Ben. xoxoxo
What is there to know.
Random incarnate me. Wherever we are, is where we happen to be.
I've learned to accept (for the most part), which is not an easy undertaking. Asking too many questions leaves me asking too much of myself. Like for example, why am I stuck out here in the middle of the Pacific Ocean?
O' seemingly endless road of randomness. Lead on.
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Happy Birthday Benjamin! I'm wishing you delights and more delights. I'm awestruck that this is your 21st birthday and know your celebration will be frajous. I think I may have told you that I celebrated mine, on March 11, 1973, in Paris. During a prance in the rain after dinner, Gail and I wrote the following song:
"Moi, je suis assez contente
Et, je suis assez heureuse,
Mais je n'peut pas courir
Par ce que je suis assez ivre."
Make sweet memories, my darling first born. I love you, Ben. xoxoxo
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