lunes, 27 de febrero de 2012

I had time on my hands

A complete day ahead me, hadn't slept so well.
Had to buy a hinger for the cupboard; sit down and order the ideas, pass them to latex. Meeting friends, classes, skating.
A day completely busy and a even busier weekend.

But the morning was fresh. Had an even breath, no hurries in metro.
A guy with a guitar was rehearsing a song of my youth.

I had time on my hands.



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