tales from an ordinary world

2003-03-18b

"when you have no-one
no-one can hurt you."
Palace Brothers.

At least ten centimetres of space around my rug makes the difference, provides a feeling of space. The free-standing lamp, rather than the ceiling light, casts shadows to the south-west. The computer lurks in the corner, but the noise of the fan gives it away. A loose arrangement of CD racks against one wall. A clothes rack. Twenty-five shirts hang from the picture rail, surrounding me. A presumably mock fireplace cuts a chunk out of one corner of the room

Well. It's home.