Saturday, March 14, 2009

I have cheese on my boots

I realised today, why its so difficult going on holiday with my brother.

I am trapped inside my own head, for the trip. I cannot talk to anyone, about anything. I realise now why solitary confinement, is such a dreadful punishment. I am carry the burden of myself, in strange places. Which is no fun, anyway. My ideal world, is bright quiet and well plumbed Alas, this seems to be a solitary dream!

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