I don't remember the difference between you and me. I wish it was you and I because it would be good to end a sentence with sight. I am reading about other people's lives today, because nothing happened in my own.
Oakland. I dislike the gray city and long for City that is more real and alive than the streets where I can hear boom boom (a gun?) outside and I decide I am not going to Safeway for dinner tonight. My thoughts ramble. I rearranged my room.
Ladybugs keep getting in through the walls. This is not a metaphor.
Here is a ladybug on my cow. I thought it was trying to lay eggs in MooCow's open throat.
But it is yellow. So I think it is a man.
This is a metaphor
My tomorrow is work and school. Today I am catching lady&manbugs and freeing them into the night.
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