Seen while walking across campus.
Evidence of extra-Karmel-ial diabetic life?
Or have I been here before?
Close Encounters of the Diabetic Kind
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I find them in the weirdest places, and I’m like, “Was I here before? Orrrr is there another creature like me lurking around here?”
Great pic.
Some times I feel like I’m leaving a trail behind me.
HAHA That is great! 7
Ha! I love this picture.
I know exactly what you mean. Happens to me too.