as good a day as any

Monday, Jun. 24, 2002 00:10

the adventure ends in a sleepy american town.

sometimes I think I would cry for a chance to live in rural southern america. Watch dogs bark and sit on a porch.

I've never had a porch. Ain't ever had a place I lived that had a porch.
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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

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

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