| Twenty Mile Travelogue |
[26 Jul 2004|07:46pm] |
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Alan Parsons Project - Mr.Time |
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This weekend, two roads diverged in the woods and in true Frostian fashion we took the one less traveled by. That my friends, have made all the difference. Our almost neat apartment looks disbelievingly disheveled. Last night we had to excavate our bed from under a Vesuvian pile of laundry that had erupted over the weekend choking most of the living and non-living space out of our house. My limbs feel unmovable, aching from sheer exhaustion after ten plus years of physical inactivity and add to this I have this strange sensation of being lost, akin to what is experienced by a fish out of water or a potato out of a couch.
( A long account with photos, might need some patience )
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