July 17, 2006 § Leave a comment

In theory all the ingredients are sitting around, just waiting for the right mix. I suppose one ingredient is a proper moment, but it isn’t quite ripe yet.

In the meantime a little peace and quiet is nicer than I remember; the buzzings of questionable futures and silly bits of has-dones are still around but there are spaces where the threads come loose. Time is a constant but doesn’t have to determine the pounding in my chest.



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