Oh but it is different. In its small ways. It began quite alike. I woke at the same time. Well actually i slept a bit more than i should have. After i wrestled my eyelids open things started as usual. Oh, except that yesterday i did not put the Shotgun outside in the middle of the night. So that was different. So the first thing i did was let the ( Read more... )

you are drifting away into a safe place, a place that is warm and cozy, like your bed. Some place far away from the National Guard and camoflauge ( Read more... )

White Arcs stretch over Nadia's head ( Read more... )

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The cold air drifts over my body ( Read more... )

I eat. I sleep. I eat more and sleep more. I am depressed because Lydia has forsaken me. Within the limits of who she and I are it almost seems inevitable that this would happen. The timing was perfect because she was in her element, with her friends from El Paso. Her click. My adversaries ( Read more... )

The Cirque de Soleil. What an amazing sight to see. All the elements were there. Beauty. Ugly. Death. Life. Love. Hate. Humor. Sadness. Strength. Weakness. Light. Dark. Color. Blandness. Music. Silence. Drama. Boredom ( Read more... )

I be finger lickin good ( Read more... )

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