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August 18, 2007
Going down the road feeling bad
The slick concrete trips me up pre dawn gas stations coffee shops car seats littered with ho ho wrappers cigarette ashes
Damn this should feel good but it feels like a ghost suit I walk in dead mans shoes and they ache, slightly
The sun is shining as I drop into Blue Canyon in three months snow will blanket the entire landscape and everyone will be able to marvel at its beauty. But in the fall you have to look close , you to love potential
and I have never loved any thing else