|Girl with Umbrella Running Through Fountain //// April 5, 2013|
"It's raining profusely," I told them. "So we can hang out at Powell's Books, or we can trek the Hawthorne Bridge and frolic in the fountains."
I forget what they decided.
A Message to My Wife
If you were in prison, I would get you out.
Whatever it took. I would smuggle you schematics for a shovel, and sneak you directions for building a ladder. I would tell you what a bump key is. I would text you the website for Radio Shack, so you could teach yourself how to create a master remote for unlocking the gates.
There is nothing I wouldn't do to get you out, assuming there was no physical danger to me, or risk of getting caught. I would even send you a copy of Papillon.
Just know that if you were in prison, you would not be abandoned. I would be there. Not physically, but I would be thinking of you all the time, when I was able. Nothing could come between us except prison walls.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, you are important to me, and I hope you don't ever go to prison, so please do not jaywalk today, because they are really cracking down on that these days. I don't want you to be some DA's "example."
But I would be there, outside the walls, ready to spring you. Just know that.
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The Umbrella and the Bridge (a Visual Juxtaposition of Two Inventions that Make Humanity's Life More Comfortable)