its strange to be out here, living in this place. i closed my eyes the other day and imagined i was back at my old home, lying in my old bed. i heard the wind blowing through the cedars and felt the heat of the summer outside pressing against the wooden frame, trying to warm the coolness that the shade provided. the stillness was immense there, seeming to even muffle the sound of the birds twittering.
that was every day last summer.
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Hey Missus! Good to see you back. Hope the move was Ok and pass my regards to the cats...... ;D
Where are you these days anyway? You still in the south west?
Take care
iLL Man
south east. i'm not all that far from where i was, just being overly dramatic about it as usual. :) orlando. too many tourists and outlet malls. wait, that last thing, not so bad. hope you are well too.
Damn! Did I type that? I meant east. I'm either drinking too much or not enough..... ("~)
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