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Nocturnal Impressions A dimmed light illuminating a room in white, my loyal colour text-markers scattered on the desk, a glass of coke nearby, a red-gleaming standby tv light, a shelf overfilled with books, narcotic music flowing out of black surround speakers and a samsung tft monitor visualizing my thoughts. A possibly lonely scene. It's funny how dependent feeling comfortable is on a familiar surrounding. No one wants to live in a sterile environment. Preferences about everything else differ. The subtle changes, the eccentric habits and all the little pecularities are important. Maybe that's only a desperate effort to fill a empty shell with life, a justifcation of being. There is a silent agreement between my lonliness and consuetude. It all ends in apparent resignation; yet i still can rearrange things in my room. |
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Ahhh the banality of modernism. Never trust someone who lives in an empty tidy home.lol
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1/25/2008 3:55 am |
Aw Matthias, always writing wonderfully  Would like to have your ability with words. I miss you a lot my dear friend. I presume you must be very busy studying; I haven't even had time to say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year for you. Miss our long and wonderful chats too. And I just loved the poem you did for me, thank you honey Seems you can see through me  Lots of love. Your friend, Carol.
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