Feb. 2nd, 2004

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Oh man! Gotta change the decor around here!!
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Nope! Not much better!
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That'll do for now. Gotta get some posters up!
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The movement of the bus had lulled Russell into quite a pleasant doze, which he was pulled out of when it braked and lurched to a stop. Looking out of the window, he saw they had pulled into a sizable town that looked the same as many others had along the way, the sort Stillwater had played before they got the break supporting Black Sabbath.

The driver turned to him.

"End of the line, son."

Russell smiled at him, having forgotten where he had originally set out to go, and gathered his stuff together. He picked up his backpack and carefully slung his guitar over his shoulder, then patted his jacket to make sure his stash was still nestled in the pocket, and got off the bus.

Russell squinted his eyes against the bright sunlight that greeted him, pulled his sunglasses from where they hung in the neck of his Led Zeppelin t-shirt and put them on.

Looking around, he noticed a diner across the road. His stomach agreed with his choice of destination, so he set off for the diner, music playing in his head.

I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul
Where I'll end up well I think, only God really knows
I've sat upon the setting sun, but never, never, never,
I never wanted water once, no, never, never, never.

I listen to my words but, they fall far below
I let my music take me where, my heart wants to go
I swam upon the devil's lake, but never, never, never
I'll never make the same mistake, no, never, never, never

The Wind - Cat Stevens

He ordered coffee and breakfast, and sat looking out of the window while he waited for it to arrive. This place looked interesting. Perhaps he would hang out for a while.



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