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Quite normally I'm bursting with things to write. Now, I feel, written out? I don't know. I've put off updating for awhile hoping I'd come up with something. Got nothing. So does this mean I'm sad? No. I'm not. I'd know, wouldn't I? Who isn't aware of their feelings? Who is aware of their feelings? I don't know again. See the thing is, I'm happy. Can't you smell my self approval? Maybe I'm afraid to write, afraid to think of the things that could go bad. Thinking, such a great privledge, yet so dangerous. Use it well. This isn't going anywhere, just use-less drivel, as always. You know I like you right? I think I've made that clear. I hope I have. Oh yes I almost forget, okay I didn't, it just sounded good, over the weekend me & Gabby went out, since friday was the first snow fall & took some nice pictures.
Oh & Gabby, do you have that picture we took the night before?
Thanks for reading. I like the snow, well, I like the looks of the snow, not really the temperature.