Sunday, December 20, 2009

We drove from the cities, gasping.



I miss walking everywhere for everything.
I say.
It's human nature.
He says.
To want whatever it is you don't have.
I like where we are.
I say to disagree with human nature.
Me too.



I just wish I could walk places.

I know.

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