So I wake up. I start thinking what that laptop must be a metaphor for. I realise how emotionally stingy I am to others after I think I’ve found someone I like (saying something ugly to someone else who is nice when its late & I’m drunk). So maybe I’ve lost someone really special - as special as all the work on my laptop - out of this fact that I focus solely on one person.
work in progress
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Friday, April 15th 2011
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