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This was my place a couple of days ago.
At a lake, there’s nothing to complain about.
The restaurant is already open, but there are no people.
It’s spring but still very cold, especially in the morning.

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This was my place a couple of days ago.
At a lake, there’s nothing to complain about.
The restaurant is already open, but there are no people.
It’s spring but still very cold, especially in the morning.

Yesterday, because I rushed it even though I should know better, I stapled myself. It’s fascinating how it works. The staple coming out of my pneumatic staple gun, goes into my finger -not all the way, but deep enough to make an impact and then…nothing.

“Aren’t the clouds beautiful? They look like big balls of cotton… I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by… If you use your imagination, you can see lots of things in the cloud formations… What do you think you see, Linus?”