12.14.09

Amber: packing up at work

Ben: I had written once: "Live today as if it were new and there was nothing like it, nothing in the world; but keep the old, like photographs, or the ring your mother wore in college; keep them where things become sacred and infinite, and where, when needed, you can call on it and have it all over again, like opening a present on Christmas morning, beneath the green pine, or when waking and seeing the sun had come again, but higher, brighter, and warmer." I passed the tree we had, tall and brightly colored green, in our living room, and was reminded of these words. I like them.

Morgan: Stopped by William Sonoma to lift my spirts a little bit.

Rachel: Arbys; Shhhh Morgan!