Tuesday, 8 March 2016

Footsteps and Altered States.

It only just occurred to me, while listening to the Venerable Borg’s weird taste in music, that the sound of footsteps unaccompanied by any informative view of their source can be quite interesting. It can be menacing, encouraging, or merely mysterious depending on the circumstances.

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I just looked in the mirror and wished I still had the same amount of hair as I did when I was twenty. A very great deal of it has now migrated south and metamorphosed into frown lines.

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