16 February, 2008
The Farm Journal
Waking up somewhere else tricks my early morning mind into thinking I have gone on vacation. A vacation is something I urgently need. A vacation from struggle, a vacation from looking for soft wood to ignite the coals of an early morning fire.
Waking up somwhere else is a poor mans vacation to the place of their dreams, but can reward in unbranded dividends.
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Where were you?
hi meredith, i was at home...i had just got back from a valentines dance..oooppps!
At the studio.
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