Overcaffeinated Random Thoughts: Part. 3.80
July 12, 2009
I feel not like stop writing right now. There’s so much time left on the empty bench of surrealism, too much space to see the stars, too cold air for no more cup of coffee. The words are still gifted to me that I worry I have to clean my wardrobe and have some cm squares empty so I can save some there. Oh well. I don’t need it anyway. I think I want to draw. Just right now.
