Sunday, January 25, 2009
Tonight in the sky is a good form. Grey Bilberries in salty Blackness. My toes prick. I think, that I am a new farmer of opinion. I have been finished in apartments of salt of the west, while I have learned how to pursue. I do not wish to unpack a detail, but I think, that we became better than the last fifty years. Now here - good laughter.