The day is perfect. I take a trip into the country. It feels great to be alive.
It is a beautiful night, the moon shines down brightly.
The frogs are croaking on the lake.
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
The Day is Perfect
No, I'm not bored, the sun is illuminating the world so beautifully, I just go to my happy tune. Happy, nonsense songs. The day is a magnificent 28, glorious degrees. I'm gazing out at the silken air, as I sip my coffee, first thing, on a radiant morning.
The day is perfect. I take a trip into the country. It feels great to be alive.
It is a beautiful night, the moon shines down brightly.
The frogs are croaking on the lake.
The day is perfect. I take a trip into the country. It feels great to be alive.
It is a beautiful night, the moon shines down brightly.
The frogs are croaking on the lake.
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