11 December 2005

Bright lights

Dreams last night were a caricature of my thoughts on the way home from a party last night, and I would like to think that that would lend itself to something interesting or entertaining, but this wasn't it. Someone complaining that 'Gandhi' the movie had been reissued and was being shown in two parts, seperate admission. Or loitering in a small book store with a large window and bright lights where everyone could be seen from the street, which was significant because I had just escaped from prison. It was a good book store: it wasn't that I didn't care about getting caught but I just lost myself in the moment.

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