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oh, the mornings are sometimes so foggy, but I can see with such clarity on days like this. it's on days like this that I know what I want. there isn't much that I want, there isn't much that i need but maybe that's too much anyway. so many people strive for so many different things and most of the time they just seem silly and sometimes this fog, as I sneak outside to smoke cigarettes, leaves me wondering who is asleep and who is awake.
And the quiet cat
sitting by the post
Perceives the moon
-Kerouac
And the quiet cat
sitting by the post
Perceives the moon
-Kerouac