I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul.

Jan 05, 2007 12:30

It is after 4am and I can't sleep. The wind is blowing so hard that my house is creaking in the most unsettling way. Whenever the wind blows really hard my windows shake a little bit and the pressure changes in my house causing the doors to make sounds like they are being pushed on. Things keep banging outside my window and the sound of wind ( Read more... )

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curliegoddess January 8 2007, 10:28:53 UTC
youre backyard is the most precious place in the universe. not being there in almost a year makes me feel like a part of my life doesn't exist anymore. and its not a feeling im sure im ok with.

such a sweet surprise seeing you in the 831, even if it was forever ago. best best best best surprise in fact. i hope that life is good to you these days sweet pea.

much love.

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