Drove again tonight for six hours. There's something about making the deliveries I enjoy. A concrete task with a definite end maybe.
I'm also developing a fetish for protective masks. Not the mask per se, but the eyes accentuated above it. They've always been what draws me.
I misread a street sign tonight as Manic Frost. Did some reading in a brightly lit parking lot with the windows down and a cool breeze blowing through after ten when it slowed down.
I'm also developing a fetish for protective masks. Not the mask per se, but the eyes accentuated above it. They've always been what draws me.
I misread a street sign tonight as Manic Frost. Did some reading in a brightly lit parking lot with the windows down and a cool breeze blowing through after ten when it slowed down.
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