Wednesday 16 September 2009

Breezily


Met lots of friends in the past week. Always good to catch up. Lots of sunshine, good old, well-known gestures, truth, laughs. Love it.

And one friend in particular, whom I saw today. He was walking breezily from the tram station. Everyone else in the street was looking at the ground, incredibly far from being in high spirits. He, on the other hand, was looking up. Glowing. In great shape. Good on him.

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