Sunday, November 1, 2009

when I am old

I will live in a house, just me, not above a garage, not with a meth dealing neighbor who made me feel like I was living the movie Blue Velvet, not in an apartment complex where people are always pulling the fire alarm. It will be quiet there. I will take a nap, and wake up, not because of the phone or the neighbor's radio, but because it is time to get up.

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