Friday, January 16, 2009

Waiting on an introduction, I am very Victorian. My silk blouse is not floral, is in fact a garish lime, camel, and chocolate stripe. I feel inexplicably Norwegian. In preparation for a sudden thing. I hope all the time to be so foreign to myself, but it is rarely real. Most of the time I wake up fumbling at the new, and make it common.

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