An old one by Mr. C
Sweet to see agoo sticking out of my pocket. And my Boy so small.
Really odd day today. I feel restless and like this is a thousand sundays rolled into 1. I'm talking about saturday. Alone for a change and thinking maybe I'll type up an old unfinished story I found. I'd forgotten all about it.
Slept again for most of today.
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