Today seemed a long day. Nothing urgent pressing on me. Mostly spending my time looking out at the trees through my windows.
The MSN personal messages became my "blog". I had just typed in anything I observed and interpreted in it.
"The trees seemed to be inviting me for the shower and the wind."
"The tree out there seemed to be reaching for me."
"Hi dead leaf, why are you still holding on the branch? Is the time still not right yet?"
"Hi tree, can you still feel the warmth of the sun even if there are termites feeding within you?"
She turned away from me when I ran into her. Wonder if it was because of that "BITCH" label, or because I specifically said something to the effect that I do not want THEM to cross my path again?
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