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They're ΩUT THERE
The day started out kind of odd but I thought nothing off it. I recently moved back to Ohio from about 6 months in West Virginia. On this day my parents went out of town for their anniversary. I was watching the house with my black lab Santana.
The car was loaded up and the goodbyes were said,I was off to my own devices.
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Great,Its been an hour into this weekend alone and I almost fractured an ankle on a shattered cinder block because Santana decided to try to sit on my foot while I was walking putting in motion a series of events resulting in my fall. I can't really feel my right foot but I'll manage,Nothing a few beers and some smoke won't fix. I just need to relax and try to enjoy myself.
We went inside and I fed Santana,she greedily ate her food as if it was gonna vanish. I may as well feed myself while I'm at it.
That's strange? I don't remember leaving the fridge open,come to think of it I haven't really been in there today. Must just my mind playing tricks on me,this old farmhouse the jester laying these pranks. I need some music to clear my hazy head. Grabbing Frankenstein,my beat up First Act I found string less in my uncles Metal Shop brought back from the dead, and Cranking knobs of my amp till they pass 10. Pick in hand I slice the strings ,carving out an ominous melody like a corpse for organ harvest on the black market. I feel the notes almost taking hold of me like disembodied hands. Everything feels so cold now,my sweat from June's Humidity an icy layer drying on my flesh that is still on fire....
The car was loaded up and the goodbyes were said,I was off to my own devices.
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Great,Its been an hour into this weekend alone and I almost fractured an ankle on a shattered cinder block because Santana decided to try to sit on my foot while I was walking putting in motion a series of events resulting in my fall. I can't really feel my right foot but I'll manage,Nothing a few beers and some smoke won't fix. I just need to relax and try to enjoy myself.
We went inside and I fed Santana,she greedily ate her food as if it was gonna vanish. I may as well feed myself while I'm at it.
That's strange? I don't remember leaving the fridge open,come to think of it I haven't really been in there today. Must just my mind playing tricks on me,this old farmhouse the jester laying these pranks. I need some music to clear my hazy head. Grabbing Frankenstein,my beat up First Act I found string less in my uncles Metal Shop brought back from the dead, and Cranking knobs of my amp till they pass 10. Pick in hand I slice the strings ,carving out an ominous melody like a corpse for organ harvest on the black market. I feel the notes almost taking hold of me like disembodied hands. Everything feels so cold now,my sweat from June's Humidity an icy layer drying on my flesh that is still on fire....
