The antOk when you work late at night and you're the only man for 100 miles you wind up doing some pretty weird stuff. I mean right now I'm sat in the office, boots off with a half of a cold cup of coffee for company as Goth electro punk plays on MySpace. Well a couple of nights ago I was doing the nightly window checks and waiting for the kettle to click. Nothing special but when you have twelve hours to kill you make little rituals just to keep yourself strange I mean sane! Yeah sane. So anyway I walk into the kitchen backwards the way I always do so I can see if anyone's left a computer on in the dark.&The ant
Charity in cold octoberI was walking on a path stained black with the false tears of the nightly rain. The butts of discarded cigarettes ballooned under the dismal puddles that fill the cracks of the street. Its an accustomed trek in the early hours too late to be properly called night. Wrapped against the cold its an accustomed trek I make to save a few pennies. Vital pennies that fill my free hours with scarce and simple pleasures. Vital pennies that provide me the crutches of booze and coffee that prevent me from laying down and dying.Charity in cold october
The bus drives past, its lights illuminating the bridge and
notes for later use
Thanks, hon.
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