Everyday we encounter many stuff. On some days, it means a lot. On others, it is nothing. Then, it is not. Then, it is. This is a collection of daily encounters with everything-but-nothing-but-everything.
Thursday, 4 October 2012
Dread
Waking up with nausea,
and big dark clouds of gloom,
I dragged my feet there.
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