It's hard to understand people.
Do you understand anyone?
No.
Not even me?
Of course not.
The sun was out all day and I thought about the Beatles. A stranger was nice to me. Savannah leaned her head on me and called me little bird. She also spied on me when I was singing in the shower and repeats lines from my made up song. She thinks I didn't know she was home :)
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