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Its A Beautiful Day before/after
God its such a beautiful day. I don't want to be stuck in the cube farm.
Its such a lovely day.
Not a cloud in the sky. The sun is bright, and you get warm basking in the glow.
The air is cool.
I love it.
I want to drive and drive and drive.
The proper copmbination of drugs, tunes and automobile, and it would be a fit of delight. Clear out the head.
I could really drive today. Just get up out of my cubie, and head to some place like Mexico in search of adventure. Anywhere.
I need some adventure. Something to make the blood run fast. To prove I am still alive.
Fuck all this staid bullshit. Its getting stale, anyway.
Its such a lovely day for a drive.
*sigh*
Better tie up the loose ends, in case the impulse gets impossible to control.
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