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Show 92 Blake's personality. They looked good walking side by side in on the train tracks, skin glowing with sun and excitement. I said I needed the money at work and so I stayed behind. Also, I was nervous that somewhere along the rail a guy wearing sunglasses at night being led by a German shepherd would notice us and hunt us down. The dog is what worried me. As the train approached, I asked if I should duck or hide or something, and Blake said not at this station. Once the conductor passed, there was nobody watching. I watched them hop on a flat part of the train in-between two loads of cargo and waved goodbye as the train started to pick up speed again. I could see Blake pointing to something in the distance and I thought he might be pointing for me. I looked in the direction of his finger for a long time and didn't see anything except vague field. Blake looked impressed with what he was looking at as he faded from my sight but he was too far away to ask him about it. Whatever it was I was supposed to see, I don't think I saw it. 5 It's 3 AM and I just watched a commercial in which a woman with a long arrow sticking out of her back was examining herself in the mirror. The commercial's narrator asked the viewer to think about how the effects of a bad night's rest might go beyond just the one night. I think about the woman with the arrow as I walk outside and up to the balcony where Chris, Adjacent to the Lord, and Jason have been drinking. As I'm walking up the stairs, the singer in the band says, "I write my saddest songs about chicks like her. Well, also Satan and evil." |
