Two minutes to spare on a Sunday evening

Yesterday was channeled to yet another day out with the usual few; and attending a 21st, and hobo-ing out in the dark with the PHOends again afterwards. Threading on awkwardness of so many levels at the party, there was too much (or, too little, perhaps) going on to be analysing the surroundings, the past and the present… and I find myself still lost: there is so much to reconcile with, and make peace within. Again, we are somewhere between happiness and misery – is that what earth is really like, balancing between heaven and hell?

The office was a dungeon where you hid your fears of / What would really happen if no one ever came


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