Sunday, January 28, 2007


It's a quiet Sunday.

The kind of day where I've already been outside, talked with others and interacted with the world on some level, so I don't feel like a recluse.

Now I'm just resting on the couch next to the heater, not wanting to move.

Birds are chirping outside the window, oblivious to the snow in the branches. Or maybe they're yelling at one another that they should've left to go south a while back.

Wish I could go South too.

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