en vitae la femme
Seven Hundred and Fifty
The Gathering
When I think of The Gathering, I think of Rainbow
Gatherings, but around here, The Gathering means a pagan
gathering at Cedar Bluff.
Being from eastern Kansas, I don't even think I've been to
this lake before. I'm sure it's very pretty.
I'm working. No problem. I like my job and my routine, so
I'm not bummed out about it.
It was raining pretty hard last night, so I can honestly say
I'm glad I wasn't camping at the reservoir in that wet and
cold. Yuch! I'm not that much of a fan of mud.
Well, I just hope Chris is having a good time, truly. I'm
not being underhanded by saying that.
But, of course, I hope he does not meet a girl and run off
with her, not for 5 seconds, or 5 years. That would suck,
and I'm really not in the mood for something new to do along
those lines...Get Over Him.
Why would I want to get over him when I'm just starting to
Get Used to Him?
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