March 17, 2005

  • Oh, happy whatever it is.


    I'm tottering on battered and abused legs but I'm going to run like a lost hermit in Dreamland again today.  Because?   Because I've nothing better to do other than drive my libido into numinous submission.



    ~not my writing~


    (2-day old photo - this iceworld of the suppressed spring is now almost till next winter gone.)

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