Fretting Over Forgotten Forgettings

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Musing over misuse of space acquired. We'll find out soon enough.

A hike with the ducks and mucks who turned out not to suck. But I sort of half knew it before I forgot what I remembered.

Again again again repeat repeat reaper is asleep.

There is something in the water but I cannot tell it apart from the broken hearts coming from up the river. Maybe just another who tossed in a little further down. Things are winding down but winding up into the next set up for the next climax before the next relax.

I'm headed somewhere I've never been, but she's there, so take care.


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