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I cannot shake the feeling I'm forgetting something crucial.
Ragweed eats my soul, and I'm vaguely preparing myself for some intense weekend activities.
I dream of pumpkins and transitions. Arias and septums. Candles and telephones. Salmon and early-morning inks.
That about sums up life. Except I'm overlooking something?
Ragweed eats my soul, and I'm vaguely preparing myself for some intense weekend activities.
I dream of pumpkins and transitions. Arias and septums. Candles and telephones. Salmon and early-morning inks.
That about sums up life. Except I'm overlooking something?