I'm Just Thinking Too Fast-- Much Too

I Just Listened To The Music, And Breathed In The Day, And Remembered Things. Things Like Walking Around The Neighborhood And Looking At The Houses And The Lawns And The Colorful Trees And Having That Be Enough.

I Don't Even Remember The Season. I Just Remember Walking Between Them And Feeling For The First Time That I Belonged Somewhere.

I Think On My Next Birthday, I'm Going To Buy Her A Present. I Think That Should Be The Tradition. The Kid Gets Gifts From Everybody, And He Buys One Present For His Mom Since She Was There, Too. I Think That Would Be Nice.

What's Your Favorite Book? "the Last One I Read.

You Ever Think Charlie, That Our Group Is The Same As Any Other Group Like A Football Team? And The Only Real Difference Between Us Is What We Wear And Why We Wear It?