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25 September 2008


I left work early to pick Julie up at her mechanic and take her to the airport. We ate a sushi dinner and ran into Shetha, her kids and her mom. Her mother had just arrived from Houston. It was difficult to watch Julie leave. I certainly feel a bit more vulnerable and tired with both of my strong, hardworking warriors gone from Portland. Instead of going to Last Thursday, I came straight home and finally hung every piece of artwork on the gallery walls-- the only real wall in the main room of the house.