Oct. 21st, 2009

Morning

Oct. 21st, 2009 09:31 am
The hills were misty and I felt like I was in a dream, wandering to work. He moved to the left to let me pass, and I did also, as if we were dancing, amongst the puddles, the burst balloons hanging from the fence, the paper aeroplanes littering the pavement, and the dismantled speed cameras.

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