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I am hanging out in my disaster of a house with the workman; I am getting almost all new flooring. My father will be here in a few hours to relieve me of this duty, but I may lose my mind by then. I hate noise. And random people in my space (& their smells). And the dust, dust, dust!
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"Take me with you,
I don't need shoes to follow,
Bare feet running with you,
Somewhere the rainbow ends, my dear."
- Tori Amos
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