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saturday i bought a book about weather forecasting, and i was sitting out looking at the sky. it was sunny and nice, but the clouds seemed to indicate a change coming.
we had the biggest fucking windstorm that night. knocked out my internet for all the next day.
i love the sky. it's my favourite thing.
if you've ever read clive barkers 'the great and secret show' there was a character in that book that would eat mescaline and sit in a window high on a cliff and wish he was the sky.
i feel like that alot.

come sunday morning i opted not to goto kurts memorial.
i'd rather remember times like partying with the accused in my girls basement, than seeing my old friends coming apart.
i doubt i'd be of any comfort to anyone.

so. i went and had a nice day out with volks and kara cause they're the shit.
we walked in the rain and looked at old buildings.

crows and butterflies...two more of my very favourite things.

but you already knew that.


i'm going to drink this coffee, and go watch some clouds.