Thursday, February 25, 2010


On some heavily rainy days,
or any day I am too tired to go out
On alone insomniac nights
or noons when I get home too early

When I'm sick of those facebook, twitter and blackberry
Tired of the busily changing trends and unaffordable items those magazines sell
When I've swallowed the last punctuation mark on my novels

When my brain keeps rejecting those complicated pathogenesis

And when I realize it's far too late to call him

I always have one easy escape :)

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