Ancientone... (ancientone) wrote,
Ancientone...
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The last of winters heart. melts with springs promist..

I started March off with a bang.. I spread my dogs ashes under his favorite butternut tree. Pitch black, 28 degrees, snow blowing so hard you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and I'm crying standing outside, tossing his ashes. Then, I came inside, and sanity came over me once more: I paid the utility bills for March. " WOW!" Now I know why I'm broke most of the time... But, at least one thing is behind me now.
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