Photosynthesis

Tuesday, Apr. 16, 2002 ~ 4:51 PM

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My friend the communist
holds meetings in his RV.
I can't afford his gas,
so I'm stuck here watching T.V.
I don't have digital.
I don't have diddly squat.
It's not having what you want;
it's wanting what you've got.

I'm gonna soak up the sun.
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up!
I've got no one to blame
for every time I feel lame.
I'm looking up.
I'm gonna soak up the sun!
I'm gonna soak up the sun!
�Soak up the Sun� Sheryl Crow.

This was today�s theme song. I was singing it out loud an the tip top of my lungs as I was lying in the sun next to my apple tree. I�m browner now. I feel pretty. And I like the way the world looks through the blades of grass.

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