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at work, i find myself taking more and more of those really self-reflective hank rearden type walks across the plant where i space out and think about everything that burdens my conscience. if coffee was allowed in the plant, i would bring a cup with me, but it's not, so i usually just pocket my hands and maintain an obscure face. i don't take enough thought walks anymore; solo or with a partner for that matter. perhaps you or one of your comrades would like to go on a thought walk with me sometime. i can promise that you will probably be taken aback by some of the things that would escape from my mouth. i can also assure you that by the end, you would either want to marry me or hang me.
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
every stupid melody to every stupid song
and every stupid word that ever body's hanging on
okay time to go, i have a meeting with some people from kraft foods.
charles
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
every stupid melody to every stupid song
and every stupid word that ever body's hanging on
okay time to go, i have a meeting with some people from kraft foods.
charles