Went to the fountain and watched the model train go through the village. Gave the girls a ride to work. Wishing I would have stuck around yesterday and talked to old friends. But was too upset.
Two flourescent yellow-green canaries, roadside. Dead Child songs keep flowing to me and I trap them. The postman makes a mistake and delivers someone else's copy of 'Outdoor Living' so I read about the best shotguns of 2006.
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