
You may say I'm a dreamer...
I'm used to it.
Forever Considering Cloth, Paper and Story while navigating days...
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I'm used to it.

This thistle, outside my window, stood taller than me last week.

A little more work on Nine for Peace.

Or burning up?… seems like one or the other.

nothing much to read here

because it is a beautiful day.

Yeah, well not everything can be fully explained.

Still smokey here.

we need it...
it's only been like 20 years...