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[aid] => mick
[title] => it started with the keys
[time] => 2013-01-15 20:33:09
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[bodytext] => it started with the keys they are gone where did they go? i search and seach and seach eveywhere every pocket every bag how could i be so irresponsible? to my office, my cherished beloved office i have to tell my supervisor how embarrassing the next morning they appear there they are! on my seat? my drivers seat? how did i not see them last night? throughout the night i lose my earring it is nowhere not on my couch not in my bed gone disappeared the next day my car decides to spin us out on a rainy sat morning it was on an exit ramp i don't know how it happened it was so surreal i spun i turned i hit the gardrail bounced off and landed in the center lane with my engine off i sat in awe in awe of how how did this happen? i play it over and over again did i do a 360 a 180? i'm not sure i didn't hit anyone and stoppeddead center in the lane facing the correct direction i am fortunate blessed it could have been so much worse i wonder to myself what is it that i am to learn with all of this? it's too much to not have a message then today i file i saved was not there i had prinited it yet the file was not there this is ridiculous i say i have to retype what i had already done ugh will it end? perhaps this is necessary to make way for something new something better something sacred i hope so! [comments] => 0 [counter] => 97 [topic] => 31 [informant] => workinprogress [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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