today, which is a Friday, I am driving from here (can you see the house I live in? it's there.):
--which is a close-up of here--
to here:
--which is a close-up of here--
when I get there there will be great rejoicing and much preparation for christmas, a wedding, and some birthdays. and I want to make these. I want to play the baby grand piano. I want to listen to the fire cracking and hissing in the stove downstairs. I want to run around in all the drenched green of this place I call home. maybe we'll go here. or even here. let's.
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Yum...will you bring back some ice box cupcakes for me? Merry Christmas and happy birthday!
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