a day at the lake.
no not a poem, prose or essay. Just a statement.
And its not really a day at the lake, so much as some time spent at the lakeside.
Woke up this morning, did my papers, and then had no idea what to do with my day. couldn't focus on house work, didn't want to stay inside. So, slipped on my new leather socks that arrived yesterday
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