THE TIME WITH NO NAME, THE SELF WITH NO NAME

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

it feels like i have no time to digest what's going on around me this few days .because there's always the next thing to go to. next train, next station, next job, next appointment, next event, next trouble, next journey, next sickness, next love life ...

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