Fri Sep 19 2003 - sight for sore eyes
sight for sore eyes
that's you friday. sky stuffed with fast moving clouds, gliding across baby blue and sunrays. what a party mr. thursday night was. he was whipping and whirling leaves, bark, and air molecules. i feel the veil lifting now, at 2:58...

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Moonman (Legacy)
There was a time, not too long ago, I dreaded weekends because all I had to do was wallow in self pity since Erin left. Now though, I have accepted things and I am moving on. I greet Friday with the exuberance I once did.

It will be a good weekend.
 
 
 
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