Thursday, 21 October 2010

Staring at the Sun

Staring at the sun and I cant see any more. But my mind is fresh and I don't think I need my peepers to realise the greatness in the small things I come across these days. It takes a great night in doors with good people to bring things back to reality and puts an almighty smile on my face. The neighbors are annoyed but there is solace in the fresh smell of mixed cleaning goods and hover work I'm about to embark on. Mr Muscle, you are a good guy, spontaneity you are a legend.

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