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i’ve come to one, hopefully a big one, at least in regards to this site here: for lack of a better term, being a comment whore is .. well, silly.
it’s 6 in the morning – i woke up an hour and a half ago to sirens screaming their way down the road and for the next twenty minutes the cats and me sat huddled on the bed waiting to see what would happen. whatever it was must have been really nearby because the lights from one of the many firetrucks was flickering on my wall. i tried to calm the cats while in my mind i was racing to think what would i take with me, besides the cats obviously, if someone knocked on my door and said we had to evacuate. scary thoughts, but somehow calming. anyhow, nothing happened, thank goodness,
‘A Thanksgiving Prayer’ by William Burroughs: