Its just not true.

Rockford IL

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So there I sat. Wondering if I had finally crossed that line. The one that says. I'm not worth listening to. That I'm one of those sad little figures. The ones who sit all alone in a dark room with a tinfoil hat. To keep out the Martian brainwaves. With newspaper over all of the windows. Pale from lack of sunlight. And an inch of dust on everything. But then I realized nothing could be farther from the truth. I'm not alone. There's a spider up in the corner that keeps me company everyday. He must be very busy at night because he sleeps all day for the last two months. But I know he's watching and we talk all day anyway. Then sometimes I peel back the newspaper to peek at the mailman. Sometimes I wave at him. Sometimes he waves back! I know he must be very busy though because by the time. I can get all of the locks undone. To say " hi ". He's nowhere to be seen. And after that nice dress I got him for Christmas.