So hazy and ethereal the conversation in the night seemed. A few exchanges lost in time. I don't remember what was said, only that it was nice to be talking. The weariness was so heavy upon me that seconds after saying good-bye I was sound asleep. Could that be the perfect end to a day? Perhaps... but not so late :)
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Yearning. Now there's a word.
So hazy and ethereal the conversation in the night seemed. A few exchanges lost in time. I don't remember what was said, only that it was nice to be talking. The weariness was so heavy upon me that seconds after saying good-bye I was sound asleep. Could that be the perfect end to a day? Perhaps... but not so late :)
So hazy and ethereal the conversation in the night seemed. A few exchanges lost in time. I don't remember what was said, only that it was nice to be talking. The weariness was so heavy upon me that seconds after saying good-bye I was sound asleep. Could that be the perfect end to a day? Perhaps... but not so late :)
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