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First and foremost, I do not consider myself a blogger. I do consider myself a vacant parking spot waiting on a tractor or a team of horses. Preferably a team of horses.
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Monday, July 6, 2009
When I Grow Up
When I grow up I wanna be a sycamore tree. Or a crow. Or both at the same time.
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