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it was simply a nice weekend. friday night poker with the boys, saturday hiking and cooking with the girl, and sunday with my parents. the more i am away from the computer, the more i realize i don't miss it, or anything it brings.
it's raining, and i love the smell of rain. i love the sound of thunderstorms. i love the splashes, the puddles, ..
cursed is the obsessive myopia of neuroticism. and for what is purely chance?
as if summer is expansion of the pupil.
it's raining, and i love the smell of rain. i love the sound of thunderstorms. i love the splashes, the puddles, ..
cursed is the obsessive myopia of neuroticism. and for what is purely chance?
as if summer is expansion of the pupil.