Dawn breaks upon me
Warming my soul tenderly
Reminds me of you
Silence in the woods
The forest knows I am here
Waiting patiently
Quietness abounds
When I think of you alone
But my heart is loud
Thursday, 12 March 2009
Thursday, 15 January 2009
Hangovers
Hangovers are shit.
So, for that matter is Weatherspoons. One in particular, my local, is now advertising bottles of wine for a fiver. One should not offer bottles of wine for a fiver when im around. Especially not when im around. As a result I feel like a marching band is strolling around my head with impunity while im huddled shaking in the corner of my mind clutching a cold cup of tea trying vainly not to die. And the 2'o'clock wall is about to hit me in 10 mins, I am not looking forward to that. Not looking forward to that in the slightest.
Hangovers are shit.
So, for that matter is Weatherspoons. One in particular, my local, is now advertising bottles of wine for a fiver. One should not offer bottles of wine for a fiver when im around. Especially not when im around. As a result I feel like a marching band is strolling around my head with impunity while im huddled shaking in the corner of my mind clutching a cold cup of tea trying vainly not to die. And the 2'o'clock wall is about to hit me in 10 mins, I am not looking forward to that. Not looking forward to that in the slightest.
Hangovers are shit.
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