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Apr. 30th, 2005 05:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
egypturnash2:29. On the road.
The moon is low in the sky and yellow-orange. It looks like a Cocoino County moon. Like a potato chip hanging heavy in the sky.
Herriman is smiling upon our absurd, mythic quest.
Oh yeah.
Also, we did eighty down the 405.
At Ken's place earlier than we thought. Being back in LA is... weird. There was a catch in my breath when we crested the hills and I saw a grid of lights out to the horizon. What if I never leave again?
The moon is low in the sky and yellow-orange. It looks like a Cocoino County moon. Like a potato chip hanging heavy in the sky.
Herriman is smiling upon our absurd, mythic quest.
Oh yeah.
Also, we did eighty down the 405.
At Ken's place earlier than we thought. Being back in LA is... weird. There was a catch in my breath when we crested the hills and I saw a grid of lights out to the horizon. What if I never leave again?