Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

not much to write
not much to say
except, I'm bored

looking for something different
finding something weird

what the hell, who cares

I'm bored. . .

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