Normally I don’t stay up this late but since it is saturday after all and I don’t have to get up at 5 it is a bit of a break. Yea. It has rained it’s lil heat heart out. This a.m. I went and did laundry since - one I had to and two I didn’t want a wait a whole week. I have enough clothes to last a month or more. Between work clothes which is scurbs or after work which is walk the dogs clothes and p.j. h there isn’t much differnce. But I hung in there and did that along with some grocry shopping and called it a party. Came home and chilled out and thank full that I have. O! On the way to the wash house I went past my old crib and seen the A.C. died. So glad I bailed. Thank you Jesus Christ on a stick and Ferret Mom for teaching me that slang.
Tom. is an art show down town and going to check it out. I love art. Art gives me breath.
Early early sunday morning in Plan B
- July 19, 2015, 5:33 a.m.
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