July 13, 2008


Filed under: Uncategorized — theinkhorn @ 7:50 am

Old friends, good food, it was a pity the day had to end. I’m no surfer, but the wave of nostalgia i rode today far surpassed any the ocean could offer.

It was as though we travelled back in time, back when all we had to worry about was what to have for dinner, when all we came to school for was to play cards at the back of the lecture hall, when today’s reality was merely a possibility.

A butterfly flapping its wings could cause a tornado in time to come. I flapped too hard.

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