February 2012
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I’ve always wished i had enough time for all the important things. Now I have, but it’s usually so incomprehensible, like a huge, heavy and ghostly bird on my shoulder. I can’t see it as the gift that I imagined before.
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i’ve just had tea with a giant bear upstairs and talked about the mystery of lost things and made up characters out of the shades of our hands.
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