I have spent the past hour reading about 20 or so lifejournals and I don't get it. Most of you are sad. Why are you all so sad? Let me tell you a story. I was over my parent’s house today putting Emilys stuff in our storage shed and my dad was cutting the grass in the back yard. I have lived away from my folks for over 7 years and I forgot how much
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And I didn't care for you,
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain.
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.
You know that I care what happens to you,
And I know that you care for me.
So I don't feel alone,
Or the weight of the stone,
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone.
And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
A shelter from pigs on the wing
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Have a wonderful day!
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I agree we get bogged down too much by the sad. I'm the prime suspect in such endevors. however thought I find myself sharing my happyness with people I know in real life and when I'm sad, I dont want to bother anyone with it so thats what I write about in my journal. I'm not as sad as it seems.
But I like your post because its the little things in life to be happy about. And too often people over look them. Thanks for reminding me to look small.
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I'm curious though, John; just how old are you?
Nostalgia is annoying, btw.
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my brain is still sort of recovering from the incredible coincidence.
i would have told them you said hello but you left the comment a week after the concert, which was really kick ass.
230 miles away, eh? whereabouts are you?
thanks for expressing interest in concert-going with me anyway, haha.
yeah...im still not over the coincidence.
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