Monthly Archives: October 2013

On waking up

This morning when I woke up, I realised that when I get tired of work, women, London and takeaways, there is nothing better than to go back and home and swim in the river of my youth. That would be … Continue reading

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Lost time is never found again

I hate time. I hate the way it taunts us. The more of it I live through – and therefore the less of it I have left – ┬áthe less I understand it. Whilst waiting for a special moment, a … Continue reading

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