I thought it was supposed to be warm yet. But the
cool weather makes everything around you crisp and somehow more clear. That thing up
there, man? Sadly, Willard passed away thanks to a neglectful new pestcide fellow.
The memories you make. I only do what the Father tells me.
Not to mention I moved to Fort
Lauderdale.
Channeling broad degrees of content into a singular
network. On Friday, a school principal in the central northern state of Wisconsin
was shot and killed. Never will I forget the face of one of my close friends who sat
across from me, laughing his overweight butt off at my absolute terror. But you
gotta keep making that foward progress, brother. Dude, you know I am to be spritzed
liberally three times a day. The place where I live has casement windows, the
largest width of the opening being a skimpy nineteen inches. Coincidentally, nothing
happened with said cutie.
Or occasionally just sitting there with my
headphones on, listening to music.
Coincidentally, nothing happened with said
cutie.
Not much to fret about when you get that kind of
perspective in a moment.
Uncertain of how it all fits together. I like
putting those antiquated shiny CD thingies in shiny CD thingy players.
Lightheartedness does not run along the core of my
person. So I sat there and ran the truck long enough to get a ten-inch square
viewing space on both sides.