Love is a series of performances. And I would like to finally admit, "I am scared."
Edmund slips that note in the crack of May's front door. And thinks again, as he often does at times like this, of his first car. The Alfa Romeo that his friends called "pipsqueak" because of the feeble sound that the horn produced.
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"Grounded" was the earliest-dated file I could find on my computer. August 22, 2003, I'm sure it was a sunny day.
[Always buy Wowee Zowee, never don't buy it]
Posted by Dan at April 17, 2012 12:00 PMWhen I was younger , I used to complain when it was hot...
Never ever again!
When I strode through the caf that day I met the other Steve's gaze and felt a slight twinge of panic. He had been in the play with my sister which had managed to cool the heat between us but we had yet to speak civilly. He carried a yellow, plastic walkman. "What are you listening to?" I asked. "Deep Purple." He replied. And voila, we're still friends 25 years later.
Posting Grounded was like having someone read my diary. I feel all squishy and exposed but I kind of like it. Thank you.
Posted by Stephen at April 19, 2012 10:15 AM
and it will begin playing. All songs are also available to download: just right-click the link and choose 'Save as...'
