Friday, April 09, 2010
ever had those times where you just stare at the screen or at an untarnished piece of paper and you realize that everything you'd wanted to pen would be best locked in your heart for another time? this wouldn't be it.
it's the zzz-ness of old wine in a new wineskin, that makes you pause before punching in the first letter, because you wonder why you're harping on the same stuff again.
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