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I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back  
04:39pm 11/01/2012
Saturday, the twelfth of June [day three hundred seventy seven] late afternoon in the Market

Winter is long gone and summer is just around the corner, and it's making me feel a bit restless. Makes me miss the endless days on the road that was my life for the last three years. Never thought I'd actually miss them as I spent far too many of them missing Manhattan. Even the rain this morning couldn't keep me inside and I'm glad I stepped out for a smoke when I did as I caught sight of the all too brief glory of the rainbow.

I didn't want to spend the rest of the day inside missing all that fresh clean air and the people who would surely be at market so as soon as I finished my smoke I got my guitar and soon as it stopped raining I set up in the market at the corner much like I did when I first came to town. Since I can't stop thinking about it, my first song is old tune that's had many different sets of words matched with it. This time I use the ones I learned from the Riverfolk on the boat that brought me here.

One song becomes another and another and before long it is late afternoon. If I want to buy something for dinner I should probably do it soon before it's all gone. With that that thought I pack up and start wandering the stalls.

mood: cheerfulcheerful
music: Mono Inc. - Get Some Sleep | Powered by Last.fm
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