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Monday, May 2, 2011
Welcome to the planet
The palnet. Save it people, recycle. Maybe recycling man will come pick it up for you and you can bask in his beauty. My brother is playing his guitar right now. Loud as ever, does he even know how to play softly? I don't think so. It makes me want to turn off all the lights and light some candles or maybe a fire in the fireplace. Did I mention we have a real fireplace, not a fake one with a switch? We could curl up in a blanket with some hot chocolate and tell secrets all night. If there were ever a spider or something you could catch it for me so I wouldn't be scared. I could tell you all about how I cry at night and you could let me know what you're thinking when you leave like that. "Where do you run to escape from yourself?" We could count the stars and when one shot across the sky I would wish for you never to leave. I could show you how to find Orion, but you probably already know. We could go for a walk and I wouldn't wear shoes. My neighbors would all be asleep so they wouldn't make fun of me. Maybe you would hold my hand.
But then maybe I would wake up and you would be gone.