*Aberdeen
The day breaks with a blur. you can tell the night wanted to stay a little bit longer.
At midday, the confidence with which every darkness asserts its depression on lightness [This is an actual word btw] is still evident.
The day breaks with a blur. you can tell the night wanted to stay a little bit longer.
At midday, the confidence with which every darkness asserts its depression on lightness [This is an actual word btw] is still evident.
Nightfall looms and my tea bags are begging to rest now. The bathroom's flush handle too. Wet days gives me an obvious restlessness always translating to lethargy towards the end.
I feel like I am loosing something important today.
I don't know.
It will pass. It always does.
I don't know.
It will pass. It always does.
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15/09/2014
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