We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
counting down the days
i dreamt of a shopping mall.
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i just realised that i now wake by 8 as if on clockwork.
the countdown to the wonderful, glorious long weekend BEGINS.
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