2011-01-17 - 9:54 p.m.

when life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless

in the dark, i walked from home back to work. at first the rain was barely weightless mist on my hair and shoulders, but then it gathered strength and poured over me in rivulets. soaked to the bone. now i've made a cup of tea in the break room and draped my wet jacket over the office heater.

it's funny, how anything can become as easy as a habit.

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Anoche cuando dorm�a
so�� �bendita ilusi�n!
que una colmena ten�a
dentro de mi coraz�n;
y las doradas abejas
iban fabricando en �l,
con las amarguras viejas,
blanca cera y dulce miel.
- antonio machado

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