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Sweet like candy to my soul

Shawshank, July 17, 2021

Good morning, everyone! Happy Saturday! All that stands between me and the weekend is 5 measly hours at work. The coffee is brewing, the front door is open to get some of that sweet morning air in here. It’s currently 17, with a high of 32. It’s gonna get hot fast today. After work, I…

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Slide off my clothes from New York down by your Virginia

Shawshank, July 16, 2021

It’s a hazy type day out. I don’t know if it’s due to any of the wild fires, or just cloud cover, but I think it’s gonna be a hot one. Cue Buster Poindexter, and start singing Hot hot hot. Also, I do believe that it’s Friyay! That’s right, two shifts, or 12 hours until…

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With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more

Shawshank, July 15, 2021

Good morning class. I was up slightly before my alarm. The birds sounded like they were singing the song of their people right outside my window. And I was chilly. You see it was warm last night so I only got under the top layer of blankets. When I’m 3/4 asleep I’m not a smart…

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I could rest my head just knowin’ that you were mine

Shawshank, July 14, 2021

Good morning, bitches. Who has two thumbs, and slept through the night? That’s right, this guy! Didn’t get up once. But now, the coffee is brewing and the news is on. I’m up and dressed and ready to greet the day. Hello, day. It’s Wednesday, hump day. The day of humps. The one day, where…

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Won’t you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride

Shawshank, July 13, 2021

Welp, according to the news, it’s Tuesday. Or as I like to call it – Monday, part two. The birds are singing, and the coffee is brewing. It’s back to work this morning. Days off always go so quickly. It doesn’t seem like it at the time, but the hours just speed past. I watched…

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And all the roads we have to walk are winding

Shawshank, July 12, 2021

Guten Morgen. The alarm goes off, I gets up. It’s kinda gray outside this morning. The coffee is brewing, and I’m awake and dressed. Chore day was a success. All the laundry is done. Today, I’ll strip the bed, and wash the sheets. I’ll start that in an hour or so. Coffee is ready, lemme…

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