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Goal
Hi there. Took this about an hour ago, while in a rainstorm. :) I dig it. Goals can change, eh? What seems like the goal at first may turn into something else. And if I look too close, I don't see the bigger picture.
Also, there's something to be said for Pringles -- same chips, same can, still around after all these years. Now where's my other Pringle? I'm really not as obsessed with true love as I probably come across on this blog, ha. But yesterday, I did hear a woman say that it's not real, that it's a "fairy tale romance" idea. Well, I think she's a fucker.
C.A. MacConnell