"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
June 28, 2008
Wisps of smoke float before his face. Two cups of coffee and the third untouched crowd his table. His newspaper or a book maybe will keep him company today. I wonder why I wonder.
you wonder why but he is wondering why am i not getting attention still from somebody! life is just becoming boring smoking,coffeying and reading paper need an excitements!
I do hope you understand the smoke for what it is - just a feeble attempt at a facade, weakened by its own desire to be translucent enough to let the light from the other side shine through it.
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you wonder why but he is wondering why am i not getting attention still from somebody!
life is just becoming boring smoking,coffeying and reading paper need an excitements!
I don't think he is bothered...:)
Smoke in the air
Souls at a distance.
I do hope you understand the smoke for what it is - just a feeble attempt at a facade, weakened by its own desire to be translucent enough to let the light from the other side shine through it.
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