like it or not...it's mine
Spent some time with friends I used to work with in Whitby. It was nice to see them. It'd been a long time for some.
Stopped by the mall. Didn't buy anything. Odd.
Went to the P-dot. Sushi with Lynda. Went to Lindsay to see Jeff's band play at an open mic. Good times. Back to Lynda & Jeff's for the night. Thanks guys.
Oh yeah, did I mention I was driving a Mustang convertable all day?
posted by Steph at 11:30 PM
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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