Back home in North Carolina 🥹🥳
I have a lot to figure out but no rush. I’m around and not sick or dead just taking time to get things done.
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@bijouxbroussard When Canadians were friends and not some bargaining chip.
bijouxbroussard · F
@JamesBugman Ah, yes. 🙁
tobynshorty · 51-55, F
@JamesBugman The people miss this as well.
Lilnonames · F
Yeah I've had another hectic week, me breaking down in honda, helping two others who also broke down, gave a lady 2 tires as she had to flats, then yesterday, my friend Ford exployer started ticking, I changed the oil, it still ticks, but not as much, and told him his valve covers are leaking oil on his catalitic converter and making it smoke, hopefully I can rest today
tobynshorty · 51-55, F
@BritishFailedAesthetic Charlotte is like a small city to me. My town is a small town with good people.
SwampFlower · 31-35, F
tobynshorty · 51-55, F
@SwampFlower 🤗 thank you. I couldn’t be homesick another day.
bookerdana · M
tobynshorty · 51-55, F
@bookerdana don’t think that you have missed any posts but had so much to deal with lately. Mostly just unplanned events happening now.
bookerdana · M
@tobynshorty Well hope everything turns out copacetic
JoyfulSilence · 51-55, M
tobynshorty · 51-55, F
@JoyfulSilence It’s beautiful in all seasons.
JoyfulSilence · 51-55, M
@tobynshorty
There is a song in the Lord of the Rings about Gondor.
There is a song in the Lord of the Rings about Gondor.
Gondor! Gondor, between the Mountains and the Sea!
West Wind blew there; the light upon the Silver Tree
Fell like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old.
O proud walls! White towers! O wingéd crown and
throne of gold!
Like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old.
O proud walls! White towers! O wingéd crown and
throne of gold!
O Gondor, Gondor! Shall Men behold the Silver Tree,
Or West Wind blow again between the Mountains and the Sea?
West Wind blew there; the light upon the Silver Tree
Fell like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old.
O proud walls! White towers! O wingéd crown and
throne of gold!
Like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old.
O proud walls! White towers! O wingéd crown and
throne of gold!
O Gondor, Gondor! Shall Men behold the Silver Tree,
Or West Wind blow again between the Mountains and the Sea?