Monday, August 27, 2007

i hear the crickets sing their love songs and serenades

one of the things i love about this place
you can always hear the crickets at night
and birds in the morning

nothing like hometownss


i hope my grandma will let me walk around a bit

lets see if i can convince her to let me go to my old bus stop
i need to see his name again.

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