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[jess3nd]

So this morning I went to the bank to deposit my paycheck. I'm coming home on Whiteford, and listening to the radio and yeah of course singing along, though of course very badly. I just had that feeling that someone was watching me, you know how people ALWAYS seem to be watching when you're doing something stupid/dumb/embarassing, which for me is

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[_asecondchance_]

i love singing my lungs out in the car! i dont care who's watching!

Postal Service!!!!!

....I, I'm thinking its a sign, that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss theyre perfectly alligned....

that song is awesome!

[jess3nd]

. . . and I'd have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. True, it may seem like a stretch, but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away, when I am missing you to death . . .

[_asecondchance_]

...when you, are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio, I hope this song will guide you home. They won't see us waving from such great heights, 'come down now,' they'll say...

[jess3nd]

...but everything looks perfect from far away, 'come down now,' but we'll stay. I tried my best to leave this all on your machine, but the persistent beat, it sounded thin upon listening...

(so are we going for the whole song?? . . .)