You sit here and think over the past two weeks, then two months, and then two years. What has it all gone wrong over the past twenty years?
Then there is a hope to go back to the time you were young. Or maybe younger. That's not mine. No thanks, I'd rather not. You say. Why not? I am quite happy being like this, a little old.
Monday, 5 March 2012
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