Inside of my body is blood that is flowing too fast and a heart that chooses when it wants to beat. Sometimes when I feel like being sad I look around at this world. It is scary when you wake up and realize what an odd life the sleeping one is. Last week I was on my way to the cemetery to visit Samuel Call. Samuel was a smart baby. He was a gift to the Call Family, but God was playing Indian giver cause he wanted him back after one day. I was driving on 10th street. Outside the car window there was a girl sprinting the sidewalk crying so many tears that I wondered why they didn’t empty out. “Run! Faster!” I whispered to her. I know she heard me; because she ran so much faster.
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