there's something to say. i know there is. i just can't seem to figure out what it is. It's Sunday. Nope that's not it. It's quarter to eight in the morning and there's not a cloud in the sky? Nope. Jeeze what is it? i need another coffee? CIgarette? Man, well, when i figure out what it is that needs to be said i'll be sure to mention it and until that time i'll say this:
We each get a little chapter in the book of existance. Sometimes it takes until the epilogue to realize we've written all the words ourselves.
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