Kevin (
thirteenrocks) wrote2005-02-05 01:21 am
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Days like today
I'm frustrated and upset. Partly because Patrick showed his head, and saw his shadow-there will be yet another 8 weeks of winter. He and I are so similar and yet so far apart.
I want to dig a hole. Crawl into it, and wait out this passing storm. Why do the little things frustrate me so. Why do I feel like a bounced back pinball.
It’s coming on christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
But it don’t snow here
It stays pretty green
I’m going to make a lot of money
Then I’m going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I want to dig a hole. Crawl into it, and wait out this passing storm. Why do the little things frustrate me so. Why do I feel like a bounced back pinball.
It’s coming on christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
But it don’t snow here
It stays pretty green
I’m going to make a lot of money
Then I’m going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
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I hope you are feeling better now?
Hugs, Jon
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