From: philo
Category: Life
Date: 06 November 2005
Oh to be in some provincial english city today as the slight rain cools ardour and the drear is encompassing enough to be beautifully perfect.To live an even more mediocre life with a wife and kids and job, and to be spending Sunday worrying about what to do with my life, and meeting my mates in a dull pub, and how patronising my fantasy is. To be a student with student's thoughts, hanging in a gang of the same socio-economic background, all bored and timeless. To be seeing the inlaws for another dreaded sunday dinner, and not knowing escape, and the texture and intricacies of others live, too much detail, but what joy in consciousness of it all. and outside is the stupid cat free to jump from roof to roof, leaping, hunting, rain-proof, and thoughtless. the days will end one day and this will mean nothing, have no result, be of no consequence.
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