It's looks like I've run out of things to say.
I cooked that turkey three days after Thanksgiving. I was thankful for that.
I'm a bit weary.
I dream at counter top height.
My niece told one our her aunts "You're the king of Timmy," so I guess that makes her a king maker. I didn't know she had that authority. My sister's reign was short, however.
I see photos but I keep my camera hid.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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