wishing for chrystanthumums
i can see the kid across the street through my window. he's playing with one of those wooden stick things, the ones they swordfight with. he's spinning it around, walking around the driveway. cute little brownish house.
and the charo chicken people next to them, in the yellow two story house, have their garage open and all their gazillions of cars and vans parked out front.
this is still weird.
but i think it's getting better.
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