Sunday, 26 April 2009

One long weekend that

So after feeling like walking out of a neurosurgery with the head split wide open and feeling all William Gibsonish, I ran to the nearest park, stared at some trees, looked at a wren sing, watched the duck family, the familiar coots and felt human again. I wonder if I should just become a farmer. Soonish.

1 comment:

Ainara said...

I know the feeling.

And there's a thought to ponder.