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The fog was disasterous today. I love it. I pranced through a foggy/soggy field. I ruined my sneakers, but had a blast. I wish, someone would share my lame adventuring style. I'd love to get lost in the backwoods for days with a companion, too gad I'm so damn anti-social. The people here are concrete animals. They enclose themselves in all of this false material substance, and freak out whenever a tree or a tad' bit of mud crosses their paths. Heaven Forbid, we like to get a little dirty. I haven't been camping with someone else in years. Always solo... It's better that way, Grandma doesn't mind when I dissolve into nothingness for a few days. I don't think she even knows that I leave the city...That's fine. I like disapearing. Poof. |