When it’s happening I don’t have time, when it’s not I cannot be bothered to write
Posted on May 26th, 2006 by monsoux
I am numb with work, went to sleep at 2 am. Even last night, during the superb Buena Vista “The Havana Lounge” concert I had moment when I was relapsing into work related thoughts. He woke me up to give me homework, and I will take my revenge, wearing one of his t-shirts. I was dreaming a weird dream featuring one of my remote headquarters’ bosses. Today promises to be intense and the clouds are gathering for the first summer storm. I am going to wear my white trousers.
No storm, though.
No white pants either