ConfessionS Of A SleePlesS MinD

How I spent 30 July 2005

Woke up at 11.45 am. It was pouring. I had kicked my blanket out of bed and was freezing. I woke up, anticipating nothing. I knew it was one of those days where nothing was going to happen. One of those boring days you hope you were at a faraway beach resort, glistening under the hot sun, listening to the sound of waves hitting unto the beach. But here I was, stuck within the confines of cold hard walls. I made do with letfovers in the fridge to fill my empty stomach. I switched on the telly. I was alone.

posted by KERMIT @ 11:23 PM