September 29, 2007
from a) to b) and back.

sterre, magdalenenstraat, alkmaar/great wall DF-2

i have been distracted, and distressed, these weeks gone by.
"my" bus service - the one that gets me to work for my (preferred) early early early
shifts - may, may be discontinued.
(international airport? accessible? whyever?)
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i can hardly cycle. can i? i can't drive, and i certainly can't swim.
i can hope, though.
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i have proven myself good at that.
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larger here.

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September 15, 2007
alone to a quiet supper

books, cambridge/polaroid spirit 600CL

"a girl in the convertible is worth five in the phone book.”
- mae west (american actress and sex symbol, 1892-1980)

can a biography ever have enough photographs?
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during my commute to and from work - mostly "from", granted, since my "to" takes
place in total darkness - i read.
the book-of-the-moment is a reprint of "goddess" by anthony summers, his tale of
marilyn monroe's final years. i am captivated, but i find myself craving images.
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bless youtube. i discovered this bit of brilliance, and this, and this, and this:
wish, granted.
i have - magic! - pictures to enhance the words.

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September 07, 2007
with a thud

happy hippo, somewhere between harwich and holt/great wall DF-2

i've been slacking for seven days.
it's time, i suppose, to get back into the swing of things.
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larger here.

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September 01, 2007
the sands of time

hut #57, heacham/polaroid spirit CL

"most of us can remember a time when a birthday - especially if it was one's own - brightened the world as if a second sun has risen.”
- robert lynd (irish essayist and journalist, 1879-1949)

yes.
that many candles.

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