Been doing next to nothing for the past few hours. Not daring to leave the laptop and go to my bed. Cos I'm afraid I'll be helpless there.
Help. Who am I calling? I don't know.
Being at home stirs memories. How I used to look out of the window and feel the lyrics of somewhere out there.
it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky...
It's cold, very cold, and it's raining, pouring heavily. I don't know how else to describe it.
I went off @
10:09 AM
Friday, April 10, 2009