Saturday, January 8, 2011

Time stolen from a Night

Shhh! Becouse Night might hear us and we suppose to sleep now... But the view from my window, even if not breathtaking, is hypnotic. It reminds me of the "Light, Darkness, Light" video, I published it here some time ago. City calms down. Finally, I can hear myself. But there's nothing but rubbish after a long day. Maybe I'm too tired to distinguish what's noteworthy and what's not. Shelves released from dust, incomplete shopping list, clogged sink, "Goodbye" at bus station, few messages on a phone, one mail, harvested crops on FarmVille, "Whisper of the heart". Everything mixed up. What kind of dreams might come out of it?

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