Home Ice World
2002-01-17 01:12:29 (UTC)
I met some Mel - things always been the same
I talked little to Mel. Things would never changed between
me and her. Only lies were in our ways as little peebles
in path. Kick the rocks.
I fed a female big homeless dog scratching a chicken piece
in her nose. Instead of wake up surprised and happy it
bited my hand. It thought it was being atacked by some fly.
Tomorrow is a day in heaven in my home town and City Park.