She came from the south. He came from the sticks. Somehow, they made all this from pixels and love.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
The snow was between my tires like the tracks in a kid car themepark ride. But this ride was much more thrilling. I slid, I slode, I slipped. The ground was armored and I found each chink with my tire. Bump bump bump. Home is far away but there's a warm dog there.
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