Friday, December 18, 2009
life at the 45th parallel- psychological survival of the fittest
I love this truck, it says-weathered by the elements- prepared for anything-
I am currently living on double espressos with cod liver oil chasers (for the vitamin D, silly)
someone once told me" winter is a time to go inwards, for self reflection"
You mean like how a bear goes inwards, sleeping all the time?
this person no longer lives here
Labels:
life poetry,
semiotics,
winter humour
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