delirious... went for a drive late last night, or early this morning... listening to magnetic fields... thought about driving to corpus and seeing the sunrise, i went about 45minutes out of town and worried my car wouldnt make it all the way. i pulled into one of those truck stops and bought a john denver cassette!!!! 
wow, i hate john denver... but it had 'Thank God I'm a Country Boy' on it... hehehehe... i had to get it... i had to! put it on and it made me smile all the way home.
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i dreamt this a few nights ago, but i want to write it down now.... my father died about 25 years ago of leukemia, before he died, he bought a big work truck he had been wanting for years, i swear he only got to drive it for a couple of months before he died... my brother started to drive the truck about 9 years ago... he fell asleep and drove into a tree outside of houston and cracked his head open and of course died. it happened about 2 weeks before my dads 15 year death aniversary... anyway, the dream... i'm walking out of my moms house and turn the corner, and i see the blue truck parked in the drive way, looking almost brand new the way my dad had left it. i just stood there looking at it, almost like seeing an old friend. my heart was pounding, i knew at that moment it was a dream but i didnt want it to end... i just wanted to stand there as long as i could... looking at the truck.
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i danced around today alone at home to blondie... big ass dork. but it's what i did.
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i feel ok today.
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today: in the dressing room of a second hand clothing store... i really get a kick of doing it in these places.
wow, i hate john denver... but it had 'Thank God I'm a Country Boy' on it... hehehehe... i had to get it... i had to! put it on and it made me smile all the way home.
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i dreamt this a few nights ago, but i want to write it down now.... my father died about 25 years ago of leukemia, before he died, he bought a big work truck he had been wanting for years, i swear he only got to drive it for a couple of months before he died... my brother started to drive the truck about 9 years ago... he fell asleep and drove into a tree outside of houston and cracked his head open and of course died. it happened about 2 weeks before my dads 15 year death aniversary... anyway, the dream... i'm walking out of my moms house and turn the corner, and i see the blue truck parked in the drive way, looking almost brand new the way my dad had left it. i just stood there looking at it, almost like seeing an old friend. my heart was pounding, i knew at that moment it was a dream but i didnt want it to end... i just wanted to stand there as long as i could... looking at the truck.
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i danced around today alone at home to blondie... big ass dork. but it's what i did.
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i feel ok today.
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today: in the dressing room of a second hand clothing store... i really get a kick of doing it in these places.