Friday, March 23, 2012

Lofty heart that pines for big things.
It has been just two days of rolling daybreaks since the last Christmas eve, and the third one comes to this. The same company and the same tools. If I have enough juice, this will give me enough juice to linger in my suspended state of unanxiety; then I will have chartered both G. and K. and make some real claims (that will eventually distort - thanks to my unappreciative nexus - into accounts of either me smoking pot or raping one animal species or the other).
Anyways, farewell, urban spaces, for another weekend.

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