Thursday 20 January 2011

Fog rolling out, mini bubbles and tumbleweeds

1. I roll into university, dragging my feet all the way to doom. The last two exams of the week over, I step out of the building beneath vaulted blue skies and for the first time in a while I can actually feel the heat of the sun on my skin. The fog cleared after all!

2. The plume of diddy bubbles as I plonk the washing-up liquid bottle down on the counter with a dull thud.

3. Time to do whatever I like. It was like an unintentional lonely night in, but it's peace, in the flat and in my mind.

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