And no, I really don't know what is happening any more.
I have my school books and my friends. The rest is vague.
And whatever will happen between us? And was I really mean?
Concentrate on the nice Spring evening. On the lights in the future. On the moment.
And I am. And I am doing fine.
Slight interruptions, only.
Tankegångar.
Och ett dovt snurrande i huvudet.
1 comment:
Tinnitus?
Nä, skämt åsido. Ibland har man sådana där mellanperioder när man inte fattar nånting. I efterhand kan det vara då man utvecklats.
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