Saturday, December 26, 2009
December Twenty-Sixth
Hello, hey hi.
today was one of many. Good Christ. I hiked ten K's up and down hills that look like the ones uh-bove.
one of the hardest things I have ever accomplished, physically.
I hear: Ned's declassified school survival guide, dorkin' laughs escaping my aunt.
I see: computer screen, pretty obvious
I feel: exhausted. empty. healthy. sore feet. brick fireplace, clean hair
I taste: nothing, but soon to be toast with peanut butter, a craving that I've been having all day.
I smell: chicken nuggets being prepared.
mmmmmm, food.
something I can't live without right now.
Santa Barbra tomorrow, .
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