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Today, Fall, temperatures in Alabama are 98.6 it is October, something, I really don't care. Doves coo, squirrels run the high wires, I rock on the porch wondering, pleasing myself in calm nothingness. nothing is urgent, I watch the Pecan trees full of nests fill up, the  phone is  unplugged, my sight is set to sit here awaiting the pleasant sunset, I feel a chill. It is so calm, rocking away, I Puff my cigarette, pet goofy RJ on his slobbery head, he keeps his paws from under my chair. the leaves of the Pecan trees fall, I sip my beer, the doves watch with me, only one squirrel remains, now. This has been a most pleasant day, exactly what I planned, 56 years ago today.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:00 PM UTC
A most pleasant day
Today, Fall, temperatures in Alabama are 98.6 it is October, something, I really don't care. Doves coo, squirrels run the high wires, I rock on the porch wondering, pleasing myself in calm nothingness. nothing is urgent, I watch the Pecan trees full of nests fill up, the  phone is  unplugged, my sight is set to sit here awaiting the pleasant sunset, I feel a chill. It is so calm, rocking away, I Puff my cigarette, pet goofy RJ on his slobbery head, he keeps his paws from under my chair. the leaves of the Pecan trees fall, I sip my beer, the doves watch with me, only one squirrel remains, now. This has been a most pleasant day, exactly what I planned, 56 years ago today.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:00 PM UTC
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