tales from an ordinary world

2000-06-03

"and everybody knows that this is nowhere
nobody knows that this is nowhere
oh yeah"
Lloyd Cole

Back in the same restaurant we were in a few weekends ago. Just deciding where to eat is a major effort sometimes. Some kid walks past in the rain, barefoot. He returns later, going back the other way with a few friends, eating their pies as they walk.

The smell of muffins. Cooking. When exactly did I lose interest ? I should've done this more often. I'm lacking in simple pleasures these days.