churp...churp...the birds go at 5am. Funny how a day can just stretch into two if you don't pay attention.
Talk about being somewhere like home(tampa), where at the turn of the corner there is always new conversation to endure (even if it is about the toliet paper of choice ), and then arriving to my place in o-town to the uncanny silence that is
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"dance magic, dance
dance magic, dance"
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