The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.
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There's nothing quite like
Going out for a drive, whether with another or on one's own, for a spin around the proverbial block or there and back again, to clear one's head. Filial fogs are, I hope, slowly lifting. Dear God, amen.
Mood: Headachey
Music: "We Used to be Friends" from VM
Thought: I don't like it when I'm tetchy. And blessings on special intentions, amen.
Going out for a drive, whether with another or on one's own, for a spin around the proverbial block or there and back again, to clear one's head. Filial fogs are, I hope, slowly lifting. Dear God, amen.
Mood: Headachey
Music: "We Used to be Friends" from VM
Thought: I don't like it when I'm tetchy. And blessings on special intentions, amen.
posted by Emily C. A. Snyder | 4:03 PM
2 Comments:
Especially at night, with the windwows down and the radio blasting...
try "blue" by the jayhawks. and mountains. *sigh* summer's almost here, isn't it? speaking of which--i'm heading home the last week in june!! let's plan a getaway...
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