Faster, Faster, Faster
Slower, Slower, Slower
Drip....Drip Drip....Drip...Drip Drip
Again nothing better to do at work than look at out the window. I sat and watched the morning sun melt the ice on a roof gutter. Again fascinating, mesmorizing. Watching one drip start and then another and another. It was like watching an orchestra playing music, building up to the crescendo and then coming softly to an end. These drips had there own top 10 hit happening.
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