And if the earth has forgotten you,
Whisper to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water say: I am.
-Rainer Maria Rilke
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Tuesday.
Tuesday and my eyelids are burning. And heavy. It's a bizarre sensation. Like my eyes think they're sleeping in sunshine whilst open and the rest of me is freeeeeezing cold. And yes, that is the most interesting thing I could come up with to say right now.
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