tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629159.post115806596659146446..comments2024-01-03T16:43:28.343-05:00Comments on BillyBlog: Explaining SilenceTattoosdayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07919816455252541604noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629159.post-1158264552160894272006-09-14T16:09:00.000-04:002006-09-14T16:09:00.000-04:00Oh jeeze. I think I need to go cry now.Been wrestl...Oh jeeze. I think I need to go cry now.<BR/><BR/>Been wrestling with wanting to write about it, but not having time to think about what to write, and not wanting to write without thinking. I put some pictures up, and danced around it, but never really got to writing about the day itself. <BR/><BR/>The video actually sent chills down my spine - I recognized where you were, but there was this odd, disorienting sense of not being able to figure out which way you were facing.bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04794351142636136626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629159.post-1158073464103757222006-09-12T11:04:00.000-04:002006-09-12T11:04:00.000-04:00That poem gives me chills. I remember when you wr...That poem gives me chills. I remember when you wrote that...you sent it to me in California. It's both beautiful and haunting. I do hope you send it to Mr. Lam.<BR/><BR/>And by the way...I think the quiet of the video does capture the mood of the day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com