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In and out
It's what a dog is all about
He can't decide
He's filled with doubt
So first he goes in
And then he goes out.
In and out
It's what a dog is all about
He can't decide
He's filled with doubt
So first he goes in
And then he goes out.
Just some reminiscing for you.
For the first time in a long while, I feel somewhat ok. Not I-think-I-might-pass-out ok, but the wow-I-am-just-a-little-tired ok. Who knows. Sometimes you fall onto a path and you walk it so long the footsteps become mechanical. I've gotten so used to feeling sick these last few days. The hospital count ended at 5. The fever ended at 103.4. The headache ends whenever I pop pills and gulp swills of water.
It's raining outside, but there's a fire burning in here.
For the first time in a long while, I feel somewhat ok. Not I-think-I-might-pass-out ok, but the wow-I-am-just-a-little-tired ok. Who knows. Sometimes you fall onto a path and you walk it so long the footsteps become mechanical. I've gotten so used to feeling sick these last few days. The hospital count ended at 5. The fever ended at 103.4. The headache ends whenever I pop pills and gulp swills of water.
It's raining outside, but there's a fire burning in here.
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