Not Going Out
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Stayed home. Tea happened at five, four biscuits, then music, Yuri, some HTML and an extremely long MSN conversation with Edo about whether my recent techno enthusiasm constitutes betrayal.
It does not.
Case closed.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.