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[thejunipertree]

Another cigarette.

I've changed some of my icons to Louis Wain
paintings of cats. I've grown a bit obsessed
with Wain. Strangely ironic, considering he
was obsessed with cats. And that eventually led
to his ever down spiraling insanity.

However, I have the mantle of protection in the
fact that I've already got quite a few screws
missing. I'll cling to that, in the middle of
the night. When noises wake me up and the
just-a-little-bit-open closet door won't let
me close my eyes.

Wait.

I sleep in a closet. So, does that automatically
discount my fear of open closet doors? I'm
inside the closet. Am I in there with the
boogey man? Am I Oogie Boogie now? Will I creep
out at midnight to tickle the soles of sleeping
children feet?

I like this idea.

I drove to and from work today. Which was quite
interesting. For those who don't know (not that
anyone other than the Wee One and the Engineer
reads this), I got my learner's permit. Yes.
I am twenty-six years old and I've only just
gotten my permit.

You may now bite me.

But, I enjoy driving. And if it wasn't for my
mother twittering in my ear with "Watch out!",
"Slow down!", "Check your mirrors!" it would
be quite relaxing. Even with morning and evening
rush hour traffic.

Holding the turning signal in and turning the
wheel at the same time is a gift that I don't
think I shall ever possess, however.