A blog of sleeplessness, self-expression, self-exploration, self-evaluation, life, death, and everything in between. Sleeping is for babies and the dead. Something big is gonna happen, and I don't wanna miss it.
Friday, August 12, 2011
When the sun is at its apogee in the sky, the little rocks glisten along the bending river's elbow. & I, too, reach a happy apogee, visualizing cyclical eternity.
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