11.1.11





I can't sleep but I've learned to wake up early again, I mistake Winter winds for signs of Spring and I'm in love with faked independence.

I emptied my closet this morning and covered the floor with corduroy and flannel and cotton. I've been trying to get rid of half of my stuff and give things away but I'm not succeeding much. I get attached to everything so easily.

2 commentaires:

No Bernie Madoffs in here.

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