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Tuesday, December 23, 2003 It's late. Should go to bed. Probably won't be able to sleep when acually in bed, as my disquiet mind tends to wander and wane, with minutes, then hours passing before i realise i'm still awake, eyes wide open, staring vacantly onto a wall, or a reflection or nothing at all. or looking within. Visit Erica's blog, for a fantastic poem. posted by AJ | 2:37 AM | | ||
