I’m Scared
I’m glad I don’t live in France…apparently the frogs eat cats there.
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I’m glad I don’t live in France…apparently the frogs eat cats there.
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Line forms on the left.
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Sometimes you play with a day, and it just gets away from you. It’s not your fault, or the fault of the day–it’s just how things are.
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And they’re absolutely right.
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He left the branches on the big trees. I don’t think he can reach them. But I can’t either.
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All the chairs on the patio get warm. They’re like laps, but without people.
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Daniel looks so silly carrying those purple Mardi Gras beads around….
I want them….
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It’s better to have a good plan.
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I saw a raven yesterday. It was making a sound like the television makes when hiding weather is coming. Some things about spring are a little too exciting.
Maybe I should stay in, like Daniel.
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There has to be a reason, and I think I know what it is.
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