The unpredictable future, and the unforgettable past, meet in a land ... of constant confusion... Sunlit hours...blaring alarm clocks... pressing deadlines...speeding cars... ABC's, 123's...and blackboards... french fries and diet cokes... lonely clerks and telemarketers... smoke breaks and coffee pots... primetime television, late late shows... and heavy eyelids..resting for the dawn.. of a new TOMORROW.
Reason for writing:
Don't ask me!
Birth sign: Aries
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