I've got no plans for tomorrow.
I've got no plans in sight.
In fact I'm free this week.
I'm free this month.
I'm lonely. Lonely this year.
I'm lonely forever.
But today...
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The slowest moving train’s days are numbered.
I feel like it’s important, because right now, I’m at the water’s edge. I feel like I’ve got to dive in, shed the old stuff.
I’m making peace, I’m writing the confessions, I’m getting my emotions out.
Three days left.
This is a half day, tomorrow is a dolphin cruise, Friday is nothing.
That’s it. It’s over.
Sally could have had any one of the boys, but she couldn’t love nothing she could not control.
But anyway, it’s taken a while, but the slowest moving train, the train that’s been moving too slow, is done, too. This is it. No more train.
I’m retiring this blog, come Friday. Not deleting it because, frankly, there’s too much good stuff here to do that.
http://mushaboommushaboom.tumblr.com/
That’s the new one.
Follow it, yeah?
