: Big House on a Sunday afternoon; lines by the cash register in Daiso; rain approaches so buy the wine, chicken, raisins, almonds; slices of time; a breakfast, lunch, and soup curry dinner; Afia comes over to listen to music; the two-hour fifth season finale of LOST; there’s no way the bomb exploded, remember QUARANTINE; sad how Juliet died; the abusive father from Dexter; Fringe before bed; passing text notes in the middle of the night; tonight, the wind has a voice forged from a temper.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
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