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One in the morning
Jan. 21st, 2007 12:57 amExhausted enough to need to prop my eyelids open. No inclination to sleep. Strangely sad all of a sudden, and I have no explanation why.
Not even sure why I'm posting, really. Actually, come to think, I do: if the Internet is an ocean, blog posts at one in the morning are messages in bottles, set adrift. "Here sits Adam, lost at sea. Probably long rescued by the time you find this, but know that he says hello." Sealed away, thrown to the waves, wished well.
Good night, all.
Not even sure why I'm posting, really. Actually, come to think, I do: if the Internet is an ocean, blog posts at one in the morning are messages in bottles, set adrift. "Here sits Adam, lost at sea. Probably long rescued by the time you find this, but know that he says hello." Sealed away, thrown to the waves, wished well.
Good night, all.
