21st street

I woke up funny. I woke up before the alarm.



Its Tuesday. Nothing special, nothing new. In this man made system of time, I was encountered to the reminder of "time" being lost. I said years ago I'd be, and now see. lol Feel kinda funny, like I'm floating around. I feel empty, but I'm not suppose to share that part. That part is between me, myself, and I. That's what the cake is for, to stuff your self. "Welcome to 21st Street, how can we direct you?"

1/12/1989
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