Sunday, February 18, 2007

but wear them at night?

Tears streaming down my cheeks, I wondered if the drive home from Peterborough would ever end.
One eye shut, and the other threatening to do the same... clenched into furrows, wrinkles that some day I'll look back on.... and wonder at my choices.

The scenery passed by, cotton fields, whipped cream peaked trees, glistening streets. The sky the brightest blue, dotted only by the chance fluffy cloud...

I raced those clouds... desperate to stay with them....

I really should buy some sun glasses

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