Flip Off By A Teenage Skeleton Hand!: bones |
Flip Off By A Teenage Skeleton Hand!: tracks |
I suppose things have a way of balancing out though because about 5 minutes away from my humble abode, I saw a hawk flying above the train tracks. Again, it was in slow motion (seemingly). The pain in my shoulders vanished as I looked in the passenger seat and saw that Re-Run was staring out the window. He didn’t growl or bark at the Hawk. It was almost like they saw each other and were communicating. It was.... PEACEFUL. Their acceptance of one another quickly brought me back to the bigger picture and I felt ridiculous for fantasizing about kicking some teenage girl’s ass even if it was in Kill Bill Style!
Flip Off By A Teenage Skeleton Hand!: the hawk |
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