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The man was older than the last time we met, and there was a moment when I heard his voice for the first time in almost a year. It was like meeting him for the first time.
I'm going on a road trip. The windows are down. My hand rides the air. My hair flies around. My smile is on. It's not going to budge. I turn on the radio. When my friend gives a nudge.
A true story (mostly) and another part of me revealed, something that I will blog about when I feel the need. Still in my bed Opuss never far, it amazes me how #sixwords can stimulate my memory.
Chapter 3 Sleeping would be easy if you were in a warm bed like those ones they sell in Cinereo that are much fancier than mine.
Sunshine on dirt roads Long shadows cast a glow The night trickles in with a breeze Calming, sends you at ease Night time traffic the world roars by But your safe my lullaby Waves crash majestic...
Chapter 21 I woke up again. This time I was in a room. It wasn't my room. It was bigger and more beautiful. With a soft bed and those huge mirrors on that wardrobe.
I nicked a bus - let's climb aboard. Escape the rain - fuck off abroad.
Chapter 19 The next thing we did was keeping on driving in silence. We didn't say much. I thought about Cathy and if she was a part of this. Sure she was a friend, no a best friend. But she took...
Hey Opussians. It's been far too long for us to be apart but my exams are over and I'm ready to start writing again. So here it goes... Do you want to elope tonight. Get lost amongst the shadows....
11:30.I lay in bed beside Scout, thinking about my day. Now that he was gone… I still dint know how I felt.
I drove. The radio gently accompanied me through a winding road, passing under poplars and oak trees, that offered a cool shade every so often from the rare, yet welcome sun.
Lewis watched me as I paced. I pace a lot when I think. It helps me I find. Irritates the hell out of Garry that he sometimes snaps at me, but he apologises after.
Chapter 16 We sat on the hood of the car as we ate. The sky was orange, on color I loved when it came to sunsets. We ate in silence looking at the sky. " I was so hungry. Did you like your...
Lucy and I had trekked around the shops for hours, lucy had bought a powered pink dress that a heart shaped neckline and silver plaited embroidery around the neckline.
Chapter 15 "Hello angel!". He said while he took my bags and put them on the backseat. " really. I am the angel here". I said it with a smile. All I wanted wad to have fun with him.
I packed Lucy's things into her bag and helped her discharge herself. We walked out into the crisp winters morning, mist forming near our faces at every exhale.
I loved @krstp 's idea of setting some writing to music. I used Jupiter from Holst's the Planets. (My version is 7.46 mins long and is from an album called '50 Greatest Pieces of Classical Music).
Chapter 14 My morning wasn't that good. I took a shower. Then walked to my bedroom. I choose a pair of blue shorts and a white t-shirt. I walked down stairs. " where is Mark?".
I had a dream. Of you. I remember. Vaguely. Colours, shapes. Feeling how. Your hair. Brushed. My face. A vignette. Of you. All the things. We could be. All the things. We aren't. And will. Never have.
I pulled off my hood carefully watching the new guy. His eyes widened only a fraction before setting themselves in stone - keeping detached.
If you stare long enough at the lights they get that great photographic blur, bokeh, which always makes the scene look deeper and far more interesting than it actually is.
I picked up the Louis Vuitton suitcase that was by the foot of Tiffany's bed.
So, it was late that night when Tyler sat down in a chair, on the Vocaloids main tour bus, with all the Type-2 Vocaloids present, and a few of their variations.
After Frisco in my telepod Myself and @ckhan felt rather odd Wherever shall we travel to next.