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Saturday, October 1, 2011
A foggy night
I'm torn between the urge to grab my camera, hop on my bike and ride to the bridge to shoot some photos and the wish to crawl to my bed and fall asleep. I think I will follow the latter course of action, for I might have induced a slight, comfortable buzz and thus my current ability to operate a camera is slightly limited.
Who knows, I might even dream of lotus blossoms...
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