Saturday, December 29, 2012

A False Start

I'm disappointed. (Already?) I'm also sleep-drunk, after 30 + hours of train ride through kuasha wreathed landscapes. I want to escape, already. Everything jangles too loudly on my frazzled raw nerves. I imagine them like loosened cables, covered by red piping. And duty-duty-duty-duty-duty-duty-duty calls my name.

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