4/14/09
I don't know The Stranger
and I don't know what The Stranger did
and I don't know what in the Stranger I am to do
but Zach is doing it, anyway.
My belt broke
and I'm marching
and I can't hold up my pants.
But I can get a new one, regardless.
And I'm getting my new glasses
and I'm not entirely sold
and they make my head sort of hurt
but I guess I'll just get used to them.
But I can wrangle four more days
without any school at all
and friends! friends!
lots of time spend with friends.
So I'm thinking everything will be good
glasses and pants and Strangers aside.
Silly petty grievances work themselves out.
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