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It's 809am right now and I'm about to crash, but I feel the need to express this with others for some bizzare reason. Walking home from the Barbemeet at 630 until 800, with the sun in my face, still tipsy, and Johnny Cash's 'sunday morning coming down' stuck in my head...
..London is quite nice early on Sundays with no one around... I was planning on heading up to a forest today, but it seems I will spend the day in bed instead, ah well...
..twas a fun time to be had, and I know I'm embarrassing myself with this drunken rambling. I only hope others will add to it and make it seem less pathetic. Anyone else out there feeling like this?  |
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