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Expectations



I am so bored.
It's 9:11 am, Sunday.
Coffee is no excuse for being awake.

The blinds are closed,
but I can feel the cold air seeping in.

Post rock on the speakers,
singers with bad voices
but somehow working it out.

My world is weird today.



2009-02-01