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It was a Friday. I had saved up a decent $500, in hopes of buying myself a kayak. I lived right on the Pacific, the beautiful dark blue colored fields, whose smell could only be described with a color, blue. I had longed to sail in a boat of some sort through the beautifully colored waters and dangle my feet into the depths and cover myself in the oceans hands And though I lived close, I had never truly touched the blue. Sure I'd walked across the beach and dipped my toes in, but I'd never felt ... read more

probably would be my fav tool album if there wasn't so many rando interludes that aren't very interesting.

The meat of this album however so gas