Day 1297, thoughts. Its the dirt road at my house in the morning that I drive on ~ where they stare at me each day ~ if I stop to look closer they run cowardly ~ like sheep Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 2 thoughts on “Day 1297, thoughts.” Add yours this reminds me of something from Haruki Murakami LikeLike Reply Ok, I will check it out, thanks… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.