whitebread

2.2.2005

tuesday night dreams

two diseases, one forced vomiting, two haircuts, one romantic encounter, one job offer, one guitar re-stringing, one being outside in my underpants. What a frantic mess my mind must be. And today, the sun is shining and I’m in a great mood. Looks like I got it out of my system.

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