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When I'm at work, and I have to alphabetize a section of the wall, and it's real bad, I tend to dump all the cases, and just start sorting them, on the floor.  I seperate them by letter, then take each pile and alphabetize that, then put it on the wall.

I feel like, I looked at a section of wall in my mind, and started sorting it, and just decided to dump it all on the floor.  I guess I have to start organizing it and figuring out what goes where.  The problem is I'm currently overwhelmed by the thoughts and feelings that are on the floor now, and the people stepping on them, without regard to the fact that there is someone sitting right there who cares.  The sound of my cases being crushed under the feet of those looking at other cases in another section is getting to be a bit much.

What am I saying.  It's 1:30 in the morning.  I'm probably just tired.  I guess I'll leave the cases on the floor and come back to them in the morning.  Or leave a note for the opening manager.
I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what a love can do
I'll be there for you
Life takes alot of weird twists and turns.  I like the most recent ones I've hit on this road... they make me happy. :)
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