Remember how I said I was going crazy? Well, here's why:
Yesterday and the day before last, I kept getting this weird feeling, a certain smell, the way the light was angled, would make me think of this book I once read(Behind the Attic Wall by Sylvia Cassedy). I wouldn't even be thinking about it, then it would just suddenly seize me, but fade just as quickly.
Now I am afraid I'm going crazy. Oh well.
1 comment:
You aren't crazy even though that is a little weird. I saw your Larry and Andy blog. It cracked me up even though I couldn't really understand it. Maybe you guys could explain it sometime.
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