Saturday, 30 April 2005
Saturday, 23 April 2005
Blue sky is filtering into my room through the gaps in the venetian blinds. Slumped in my chair, I feel a thousand miles away. In the background, guitars wailing. I don't know where I am. Where is a thousand miles from here? The light is slowly fading, blue mixing with white and grey. Even the afternoon is lost.
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