I had a dream that my father wrote me an epic letter on postcards and stuck them through the mail slot. Were they the greeting cards he designed? Epic like The Iliad? No, they were America postcards. And sort of.

I had a dream that my father wrote me an epic letter on postcards and stuck them through the mail slot.
Were they the greeting cards he designed? Epic like The Iliad?
No, they were America postcards. And sort of.

posted : Sunday, March 15th, 2009

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