Follow The String

Sometimes I imagine that carry a ball of string with infinite threads that I wrap around everyone I meet, then they take it on their own way. We are all intertwined through these connections. Last summer, I took the spiderweb to Kenya, and passed it off to some beautiful people. Come on in. Watch it grow. Help me learn something.

8.25.2006

While I'm not going to

Burn One Down, I am hoping to be Blessed to Be a Witness to some great tuneage...

Tonight. 7:30 P.M.

posted by Ally @ 12:27 PM

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