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a book of ordinary people

Because We have forgotten that we are only ordinary people who are allowed to make mistakes..Normal left us a while back and we didnt even notice!!!
 

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Hey, come on try a little, nothing is forever 
 There's got to be something better than in the middle  
But me and Cinderella, we put it all together 
We can drive it home with one headlight
 
 

  I rode the bike to downtown and sat in the river front, rocking to WALLFLOWERS ( yeah the actual band,) who were rocking the stage across the river.  And as an added bonus I ended my stay at riverfront to Train with "Drops of Jupiter," Still the actual band.
 See that's the thing with music,  this thing was messy and weird and scary for the whole town and but then the music started and it all made sense and it was alright. Even the random semi homeless pot dealers mixing with our average cardigan wearing, Pinot Noir sipping tourist.
  The disruption to our sleepy small town is here, and something is telling me that things will never be the same. Good or bad I will not be the judge, in fact I am not sure I will be around to see what will become of all this. But one thing is for sure, NOTHING IS FOREVER..

  
   





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