- Mood:
Neutral - Listening to: air-conditioner
- Reading: Pale Fire by Vladmir Nabokov
- Watching: The computer at work
- Drinking: water
The sweat remains caked and shining in the sun, I wonder at its blind obstinacy an admire its independence from my body. On the airconditioning it will fan itself out, escape to all corners and then eventually evaporate. I admire this too, I admire the way it mutinies itself into thin air without complaint.
Devious Comments
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Scattered Sea
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- You cannot catch me, I'm the gingerbread man -
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