There are birds chriping outside, and not too far from me, he is asleep and lost. “Being in a foreign place makes you contemplative,” he said in the car, and I had to agree, as we made our way back to Lyon from the quaint town of Chamonix, where we visited the Mer de glace,...
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Whitewash
I try to forget the basics I’ve learned, like how electricity flows, or how come fireflies light up. So far I’ve managed just even barely, you see it’s quite difficult to undo what you’ve learned. Not that I regret being part of civilization, but lately I’ve been despising the way standards are set by society....
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folders and subfolders and a driver’s license
I admit it: my PC is a mess.First of all, there are too many folders and subfolders, and underneath that, subsubfolders. There are too many distractions when tackling the Great Reorganization, and I have become a snotty sesquipedalian digressor via SMS. After all, the rainy season is the best time for debates and arguments, so...
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And she that wounds can only cure the smart
It’s Purcell’s Dido’s Lament in Dido and Aenas playing, and I absolutely adore this aria, it’s everthing for me right now and it twists and turns in painful unforgettable melodies, locating and dislocating as everything moves in and out of synch. There was a very suspicious smell of Narguile earlier that kept haunting me as...
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You say yes, I say no
You say high, I say low, You say stop, and I say go, go, go! Oh, no! You say goodbye, and I say hello Hello hello I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello Nice song of contradictions, good old John and Paul. This song cheers me up because it makes no sense...
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