Mar 25, 2003
"Mad for a taste of light and air."
Find quiet when you can. It is more precious than the noisy moments will allow you to imagine.
Fresh scenery hides from me. I am determined to find it out. Girls like me get cagey. When the sameness sets in. We desire a new coat of paint. A window blasted in a bare wall. A tunnel to China. There are so very many means of escape. Even the small, symbolic ones will do. It's so infuriating and amusing to me that when I am most in need of an adventure, I often have to settle for tidying up.
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