Looking for camping at Dark Day Campground on Emerald Cove Marina. We didn't find any camping there, only the most aptly named spot on earth.
That's me plinking away on the guitar softly in the background.
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A grammatically awkward chronicle of certain goings on.
I mean, after all; you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even considering, I mean it's a sort of bad beginning, we're not doing too bad. So I personally have faith that even in this lousy situation we're faced with we can make it. You get me?-- PKD
2 comments:
your guitar playing is amazing.
Sweet, you should get a better microphone and add music to all of your posts. I think Dani is your muse in the latest post. I like the dreamlike quality that only truley focuses in the last frame.
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