first stand
Monday, Mar. 24, 2003 5:52 pm
there's a picture, picture this;
my neighbors, when I was very young, smoked. smelling the sweet smell of tobacco slowly burning as I went to sleep at night. Summertime, windows open.
I still smoke.
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Awakened in the middle of the night by a truck, possibly.
too late, wasn't?
last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004