Friday, December 21st, 2007

Time	Event
2:23a	It feels... like a gust of wind on an arid day like sweet silence when you have nothing to say like the very first rain of the hottest summer like a good book when you're ready to retire like the first ray of sun, the first inkling of light like a lover's embrace on a long, cold night Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: Paperback writer - The Beatles (Comment on this)

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