Friday, March 09, 2007

Writing happy little nonsense poems in my head, not bothering about writing them down, keeping myself to myself, somewhat, anyway. Been eating a lot of apples. Need to go get more cocoa.

Moving slowly this morning, thinking about metaphor, guilt. Suspicious of the first, no use for the second, pretty much.

Feeling jealous of people who can easily generate long, fanciful lists.

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