The cracks in my skin are like cracks in the floor
Been waiting all year, I’ll be waiting some more
I sit here and think of the summer we had
The winter is cold, the winter is black
And I, I’m haunted
And I, I want you
Hundreds of miles of falling apart
I’d give anything to go back to the start
Hundreds of miles but less than a day
To just hear your voice, to just see your face…
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After 30 hours of a grueling, albeit drug-free labor (24 of which were spent at home), on Monday, 8/9/10 at 9am Jason and I welcomed our son, Mylo Taha Wood, into the world. We are absolutely elated!
Meeting Mylo...
