February 22nd, 2006


"All the children walking home past the factories"

Gives new meaning to the phrase "gated community."  Glad I left myself plenty of wander time.  And I even asked someone where the building I was seeking was.  (Go team me.)  It was gatelocked, though, and it's not like I had a phone number to call.  (They had a call box like Smith.  Also a cardswipe, but I don't imagine my card would have worked.)  So I called it quits and went home.  I did get to help a nice family in South Station, though.

All will be well
Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself
All will be well
You can ask me how but only time will tell