Monday, December 22, 2008

Day 225

christmas is in a few days. the songs are repeated louder in the resorts, lodges, and grocery stores. a race to the finish.

work didn't end in time enough to hit the hill today.

i was riding a bike home tonight through the patches of dark and under streetlight cones of yellow. the insulation in this beard warms, freezes, and frosts every time.

tonight will be chill. watching this.

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