You don't have to live in the country to see some crazy shit that will freak you the hell out.
Last night I'm standing on my back porch, talking to my mother on the phone only to look up and see a raccoon on my roof about to jump down onto the porch and staring straight back at me. I'm not kidding.
Jesus. What am I doing living in the freaking woods. I'm not cut out for this shit.
L.
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