calenture
February 19th, 2005
I sat on the beach with my book and watched the clouds making a hat over the hills in the distance. A calming soundtrack, too (the first Mojave 3 album, for what it’s worth). But after a while something stirred within me – fear mixed with a feeling that there’s something I haven’t remembered yet, and ought to. I left the beach, hoping it’ll come to me later when I’m alone.
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