there is nothing more melancholy than a black bird wheeling against a cigarette ash sky. it dives to the rows of corn field stubs, skimming the surface, before scaling an invisble vertical wall. it wheels...winds of life. you caught me in your hands for a second and protected me, before choosing another, more dear object to hold close. maybe someday i'll wake and find a different story on my path

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Here is my holiday entry about my random dissapearage to the Netherlands (although I kept calling them Neverland because it seems really similar actually I watched Peter Pan whilst out thier ^_^) Wednesday...Nao). It was really energetic Isshi has us all dancing away (sometimes with his fan and sometimes just with his arms) following his movements (my right arm is so much stronger because of you now

If I'm not available(no answer on the cellphone, no e-mail, no long-distance signs of life) it's because I've been swallowed by Teh Country. In other words: it's summer, the Age of Teh Plum has already come and the Age of Teh Grapes is soon to come. I don't own my life anymore and it feels good.

Well, I gave in and took mah puppy to the cow fields for a long, long, long walk... like 2 hours. Princess Penelope was exhausted! We came home and she went for water and then passed out in her crate. The fields were actually pretty busy tonight! The past few times we've gone, it has been almost completely deserted. I think that before this, we only saw one, maybe two, people total. Tonight, we saw...

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...got old. The windows were all down, and we just blasted it on the way to your house. I remember that I did not really know the words, but I definitely knew them after that night. And I still do because of that night. How old were we? Twelve? Thirteen? I have climbed the highest mountains, I have run through the fields.. How about everyone else? What is one of your favorite childhood memory?