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It's so gloriously windy outside that Axel & I went and stood on the front lawn for a while. I remember once having a conversation with a friend who said, "I don't care how goth you are, you need to go out in the sun once in a while." I maintain that I can live without ever seeing the sun for the rest of my life, but I would die if I never felt the wind.
I have now had two more glasses of wine and two more gin & tonics. I am, what the professionals call, potted.
My prompt for this one is a combination pf![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
baratron's Were you inspired by anything in Ireland? and sabotabby's Why do you sometimes see just a single shoe by the side of the road?
( blah, blah, blah )
It's almost 2. I may not make it through another story.
I have now had two more glasses of wine and two more gin & tonics. I am, what the professionals call, potted.
My prompt for this one is a combination pf
baratron's Were you inspired by anything in Ireland? and sabotabby's Why do you sometimes see just a single shoe by the side of the road?( blah, blah, blah )
It's almost 2. I may not make it through another story.