Diving
I want to illustrate how the angle can change the story.
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My personal ant farm under the magnifying glass
My life is the same, but I am changing, allowing for the harmless occasional contradiction. I have been visiting the idea of writing about my past love and conquests.
Thanks to all the people who have allowed me to take their picture
And apologies to the few who have denied me. I never mean to bother anyone. But what to do if the picture was already taken?
Morning to you
Fresh coffee, unpeeled oranges, boiled eggs, old toast in the toaster, three weeks old, why that old? thinking of avoidance, loneliness, missing people. Am I missing them or they are just missing? I have been Ikea nesting.
Seven o’clock in the morning
Time. Always gone. Can you tell the brown circles around my eyes?
I am getting ready to be late
I am so timely and predictable at being late.
In other news, the moths have invaded the cupboard in the office kitchen. Every time I grab a glass a flock of them ghastly creatures flies to the four corners of my small corporate world. No pictures to join this account, as I dread the creatures and I am not going to grant even more word of mouth.
No plans
I am contemplating isolation between strike that among the surround sound system.
Let’s talk about the weather
Surprisingly cold, isn’t it? It’s what I describe as London cold.
20 calls and 3 messages later
Yesterday I forgot my mobiles at home. Loved
it. Woke up all chilly, this morning.
Gone are the days
I used to wake up determined to express myself.
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