My friends came over to listen to me cry about losing Maggie. As I described to Andrew Bain earlier in the day, "It's not so hard walking North up New Hampshire Ave." I used to walk Maggie to work there, but South. It's just that my heart has bled all over the sidewalk. And that, is stained in my memory. I feel really sad and Irish lately, getting back to my roots. I suppose. (Beer anyone?)
