Thursday, November 01, 2007

NaBloPoMo - First entry

Driving home last night, I saw a cigarette tossed out the window of a beat up old tow truck in front of me. Sparks flew from the ciggy as it bounced along the highway, and I thought of my dad for the first time in a long while. Maybe it was him.

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