oh well. . .

I am tired. So many things on my mind.
It’s only a car, but hopefully it won’t be crushed, I would be crushed.
To bake cookies or to not bake cookies that is a question.
So many things on my mind, the worries of life, the choices,
Not to worry is also wonderful and at times those moments can last oh so long
The joy of reading and completing the C
The oh wells are back, hopefully just for a brief stay
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Tomorrow a company comes and takes away the ’72 Dodge Coronet that has been sitting in the garage for some time. There are so many memories in that car, memories of my childhood and grade school days. Like the crisp fall morning in 1987when my brother’s finger was caught in the door and I was so worried all day long, for I went to school and he went to the doctor. Everything turned out fine, didn’t break it he just got to miss school. That car pretty much drove from the house to the school along a stretch of road heading west for one mile and then east for one mile twice a day Monday through Friday. Every once in a while it would make a trip to Price Club because of its enormous trunk space. Oh well.

take care,