Monday, September 5, 2011

furniture is a strange word.

the difference between deciding to do something and deciding not to do something is the most minute difference in the world. whenever I make a grand decision, I never realize it until the permanence of something has become palpable, something so absurd that acts as a symbol for staying. I fall into it, only later to realize the major implications of the thing:

i got a steal on lawn furniture. 

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