As I was driving for some time, I finally got there. While looking around and smiling, I somehow parked my car. Good, that I almost crashed into the wall. Just a little more on the gas pedal, and I would do this. When I left it like that. Not as it should be, I left, and made a mental note that Megan will park in this small place. I prefer my old car. Not so powerful, just a good family car. This one sport, and a small difference, and it goes up like crazy.
As I think about this while coming home, I made sure the garage is closed, and while seeing around the living room mess, which was left, I shook my head, and cleaned everything here. When I had done this time to make supper. While having it all done, I could smile, and while looking around the shelves looking for juice, I found the last bottle of blackberry.
