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i stepped out back of work tonight at like 6 o clock.. the breeze was blowing and the leaves were flipping and the sun was setting and it was like 60 degrees.. damn near perfect.
i cant wait to be outside of my basement under that awesome tree.
its hard to remember already.. what its like to be stuck between fences and lonnnnng for stupid things like that. its hard to remember when im already racing between school and work and spending at least seventy hours over seven days doing something worthwhile and timeconsuming and distracting. but i can remember. grass and trees and coffee and cigarettes and blue skies and walking till your shins hurt and being busy and music, songs you know and love. i remember not having them, and now i do and i am thankful.
isn't that enough?
i cant wait to be outside of my basement under that awesome tree.
its hard to remember already.. what its like to be stuck between fences and lonnnnng for stupid things like that. its hard to remember when im already racing between school and work and spending at least seventy hours over seven days doing something worthwhile and timeconsuming and distracting. but i can remember. grass and trees and coffee and cigarettes and blue skies and walking till your shins hurt and being busy and music, songs you know and love. i remember not having them, and now i do and i am thankful.
isn't that enough?