Last week I decided that the best thing for me to do was get out of town. My psychiatrist suggested it was a good idea. So I jumped on a plane to San Francisco. I was doing some sightseeing, and these crazy geese visions I’ve been having were the last thing on my mind. I took out my camera to take a shot of the Golden Gate Bridge and guess what came into the frame? THE GEESE! They have followed me to California! I can’t get away from them! What do they want from me!? They are tormenting me and I don’t know what I ever did to them. I ran away as fast as I could and am now back in my hotel. Maybe I’ll go back home tomorrow.
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