She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sometimes it feels like I am pulled in every direction. Other mornings, I wake up and feel like everything makes sense. I wake up a lot in the middle of the night and feel like that. I don't know if I have, for years, slept the whole night through.
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