Mark's Pages
February 25, 2013:
We became friends when the waitress encountered the book I carried.
Maybe it was The Banquet Years, maybe it was Philosophy of the Encounter.
The moment she glanced the title I knew we could talk.
We became friends when the waitress encountered the book I carried.
Maybe it was The Banquet Years, maybe it was Philosophy of the Encounter.
The moment she glanced the title I knew we could talk.