Wednesday, October 22, 2008

home for 4 hours

I feel weird. What is a cupboard? Why is there stuff inside of it? Whenever I need something I usually look on the moving floor, assess how dirty it is and then proceed. At least I will be gone again shortly. Back in the van, back on stage. Is it ever gonna end? Do I ever want it to?

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