we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

Wednesday, 7 November 2007

In Memory of Time not yet Lost

I don't really have time for this. I don't have time for it at all. But, nonetheless, I will cast away hours and comment on the patterns made by the sun on the water, as all those precious moments sink to their watery grave. And maybe even go for a swim, if it's warm enough.

I'm not sure if that made sense or not. Not to worry.

See, there. Five minutes, gone.

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