I was at home, and then I found myself in Stanley park. I hadn't done this in a long time. There was something on my mind; I could feel how unconsciously I was thinking and yet I couldn't point out about what ... as soon I began noticing the people around me I knew that I had the answers. As to when it would affect the outside I really didn't care ... the americano was good ... I should do this more often ...
Monday, August 20, 2007
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