Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Sometimes you can't help but feel betrayed.  Your very own feet trip your body.  Your stomach decides to insufficiently process lactose.  Your city switches the street signs on you, and there is no hope in finding your way back without asking the shady looking man? on the street corner.  

Funny how inanimate objects can be so malicious.  In one day.

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