Memories of the Wind.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Home alone.
I am so used to being alone now that it startles me. I have never been an antisocial freak or a hermit but circumstances state otherwise sometimes.
Alone at home with no one to speak to. I could have played with echoes but I weren't that bored. Perhaps I should shout to the 4 walls " Hey, you are handsome" and wait for the honest return.
Hehe Ｉ enjoy solitude.
Alone at home with no one to speak to. I could have played with echoes but I weren't that bored. Perhaps I should shout to the 4 walls " Hey, you are handsome" and wait for the honest return.
Hehe Ｉ enjoy solitude.
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