tales from an ordinary world

2002-08-15

just pray for us
pray for sunshine
these days are cold
and i'm missing you
mojave 3.

put out the hand for some fleeting contact. just a moment or two. my post-holiday world seems a little more bleak than usual, and if the holiday itself was a dream, then I'm still waiting to wake up. the details of my time away are already escaping my grasp, as if they faded a little bit each time I did the whole "what I did on my holidays" song and dance.

it's cold in here. did i notice this last winter ? i don't remember doing so.