I fantasize about things and sometimes I get caught up in them and I forget that they are just that.. fantasies. I was super mad the other night because of the way the police had trampled over my backyard to get to my neighbors house... and as I sat there smoking, looking at the footprints I came to and I had a jolt of adrenaline when I realized that... hey... there were no police! That was something I was daydreaming about. I could still see the footprints but I had to let it go.

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