Sunrise! It didn't come. Far out just a dull. Trippy man. Took the main squeeze to Tim's for breakfast, dropped her off at her sisters and I was free. Like ...free to do that which I do man.
Hit a field that was just like all along the watchtower. Wet. Muddy. Mud which oozed and crawled up your leg. Birds in unison singing.Was in that deep zone. Quota Guru was being overtaken with mud. Mud was everywhere. Had to calm down and chill out. Couldn't go ask Alice I think she'll know when logic and proportion , mind is moving slow. Like found this in a school yard.....elementary at that. High times at Ridgemount Hill!
Hooka smoking caterpillar Then Guru shouted, brought me back to the present. Then a silvery George who was reincarnated for the 6th time appeared. Most welcomed man. The Pusher took over...had the quota but was pumped up and topped up from the Tim's java. Gravitating to the Verve.
I was swinging and Quota Guru was singing. Bliss in the mud. Swinging arm detracted...sore....floating. A century....100 coins! Scored big time but little payout man...$8.00 on the button. Home...Burnley versus the Wolves. Sweet solitude.
Going on a trip man...Hunny Bunny and The Peso Pirate of Puerto Plata for 2 weeks in April. Body already for some major heat and dry air.
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