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You are my fire the one desire

Shawshank, January 25, 2022

Good morning everyone. It’s fracking cold out there. -41🦫 with the wind. But according to the news it’s supposed to warm up, just a little throughout the day. Bah. I have coffee, and I’m bundled up. It’s a work day today, and a long work week to boot, as I’m…

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Hold your head up, movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Shawshank, January 24, 2022

Good morning my friends. It’s o dark thirty here. Dark, cold, and quiet. Crystal made it back to Florida, after a whirlwind sightseeing tour of west coast airports. Where as I had chore day, and dinner over at Shady Acres. I cleaned The Flat, and it looks very empty in…

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‘Cause God blessed Texas with His own hand brought down angels from the Promised Land

Shawshank, January 23, 2022

Good morning. I’m awake. I feel terrible – Crystal, I don’t think has slept yet. Just under an hour ago, Crystal landed in the Line Star State. Only 3 hours before she climbs aboard her last plan to get into Florida. I put the other weighted blanket on the bed…

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Let the one you hold be the one you want

Shawshank, January 22, 2022

It’s the day that I didn’t want to happen. It’s happening. I’m on the verge of tears already. It’s going to be a long day. For both of us. Out of the two of us, I’m the lucky one. After a couple of hours I’ll be home long before Crystal….

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Thought it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard light

Shawshank, January 21, 2022

Picture it: TinyTown, 2022. 6:20 am. My mind suddenly woke up and asked “did I pay rent for January?” I tossed and turned, trying to fight the upset stomach that showed up when I woke up. I used logic – “if I didn’t pay my rent on time, the landlord…

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Drei Tage bis zum Apokalypse

Shawshank, January 20, 2022

Good morning everyone. Time marches on. Welcome to Thursday! We’re slowly sliding to the weekend. I don’t want the weekend to come. Not this time. But it is. Coffee is ready to drink. It’s cold out there. It’s dark out there. Just like every day so far. It’s supposed to…

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On This Day

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    • You're the reason why I sing this song
  • 2 years ago...
    • Come pour some liquor on me, honey too
  • 3 years ago...
    • Some Alabama-jamma, she my Dixieland delight (ayy)
  • 4 years ago...
    • Book haul, but not for me
    • Then put your warm little hand in mine

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