Inside, time passes. I sit at my desk, chasing fleeting thoughts through the fogbound streets of my mind.
Their footsteps patter away in the mist.
And I still have a cold.
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Thursday, October 3, 2013
Fogbound Streets of my Mind
It's a grim, gray, gloomy day. Drizzling rain from a faceless sky sizzles on sodden streets as school busses slink past.
Inside, time passes. I sit at my desk, chasing fleeting thoughts through the fogbound streets of my mind.
Their footsteps patter away in the mist.
And I still have a cold.
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Inside, time passes. I sit at my desk, chasing fleeting thoughts through the fogbound streets of my mind.
Their footsteps patter away in the mist.
And I still have a cold.
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