Stars Are Eggs
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I wore a long-sleeved shirt all day
It wasn’t so hot, August late
Granted, sea islands are windy
But even here near home, the sky is that crisp shade of grey
Apple picking has started in Auburn
Some of the trees have reddened a tad,
And that makes me smile
Fall won’t be a while
Never, in my life, have I witnessed a brilliant green fireball meteor. Until tonight. Here's the story: I decided to go driving along my usual routes after leaving my friend's place. I'm naturally noc
~This document records a text I began writing in the journal with the cover of a design from the Alhambra Palace in Granada, Andalusia, Spain. I acquired that journal in Bar Harbor during the two-year
Howdy, dearders. I go by a new name now! Somewhat. I've been incorporating it into work emails, my desk nametag, etc. Some of my coworkers already refer to me exclusively by that name, which is Yeof (