Owennerd
I stare to my front blankly. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Hill after hill after mountain after hill. Still nothing. All I see is another damned hill. I don't think I'll ever make it out of here.
Remember in elementary school how they used to make you have an agenda? It was really colorful and had that opaque, blurry plastic on the front? You'd write in your homework, and have your parents sign it at the end of the week. I wonder why they only made 3rd or 4th graders do that and not older kids.
Looking everywhere, just trying to find a spot, I finally find a free space. Eagerly, I attempt to park. After parallel parking, I get out, then realize this meter only has one hour available! That will never work! The show I'm going to is three hours!
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