Hurtling towards greatness.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Dry as a Bone.
I have to do some things differently.
I have to do some things, differently.
I am getting sniffles before bed,
I think I am allergic to going to sleep.
Unless I am in the truck.
Bouncing down the street.
Mouth agape, possibly drooling.
Never fully rested.
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