Wednesday, 3 November 2010

These Little Things I Should Never Say

               
Do you know that feeling when someone walks by you really fast?
And they bring along breezes that briefly tugs on your hair and leaves them on your face? I love that.

But not when that happens while I'm sitting down indoors. The air inside is musty and stale, especially when the heater's turned on high. That is just gross.
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