Tonight, as I roam the streets, getting into bus 145 on the way home. Taking the road seldom used. It seem to me that I'm hardly true to myself these days. Maybe its the persistant cough. Maybe its the job. Maybe its gotta do with Frank bumping into Honda Fit leaving me with nothing to look forward to. Busy busy busy. I hardly even have time to
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