Ten.Five Hundred & Sixty-Four
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Feels like a day for a black turtleneck. 
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What are the stories I’m trying to tell? 
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Sightly better look on his face this morning. 
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The clouds are covering just the tip of Mt. Diablo. It feels so good to have a bit of clear sky before the rains return. 
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No v-neck undershirts. All the things for chicken tortilla soup. 
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I laugh while I stir the pot. Time just goes by so quickly when she and I are together. I suppose that is the power of depth. 
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“I want to be with those who want to tell the truth.” 
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Yes, yes. That’s right. Be unapologetic in your choices. 
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Wherever it is that we are, it’s gorgeous. Hills upon hills upon hills all around. Cows, olive trees, an alpaca. This place. 
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The loneliness is really setting in for him.