Ah, the other side. The other side of the lake, the other side of a door, the other side of the tracks, the other side of the mountain, the other side of the world, the other side of a certain age. The view is pretty nice over here!
Thursday, June 01, 2006
It looks like an empty field now, but that's corn growing there. By August I'll be surrounded. I'm curious: who would you like to see appear from YOUR field of dreams?
