All I find myself doing is sitting and breathing.
I want to help people in the problem I'm in,
but that seems impossible.
Things are never what they seem, but...
sometimes they are.
It seems that I owe some people a lot of money. What if I don't want to? I'm only joking, because that, my friends, is illegal. I wish I could find some buried treasure under my sleeping bag and pay it all off. Just like that. Bada bing, bada boom.
I'm boring myself and probably you, so...
Shalom.
1 comment:
i find rocks under my sleeping bag all the time. ones that weren't there when i went to sleep. so check in the morning... that's when things seem to turn up.
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