starting to blue
"eating alone, my alphabet soup, speaks to me."
Saturday, July 17, 2010
These days I find myself checking every long distance train to see where it goes. There is that odd, brief pang when I see it's not going home. Which is odder still. Whatever would I do if it were? Hop on?
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