Eyeballs and Snow
Jan. 31st, 2003 04:55 pmMy eyeballs grinded in their sockets and the wind ripped the wakefulness from me. The security guy asked, "Do they know about your obsession?" and he was talking about the snow. I should really let people read more of my Nanowrimo novel, before all the snow melts (if it hasn't already).
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