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Before eight A.M.

By Yumatzuga

I love it before eight in the sunny Saturdays and Sundays. The family is still at sleep and solo piano radio is on. I crawl here in my secret hide-out and enjoy.

It’s the most convenient time to cry out all the sorrows and pain one feels inside. Only “If I could say…”

I notice it’s become a habit during these three years of blogging. Well, we all have our weird habits…

Cheerio

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This entry was posted on May 3, 2008 at 4:57 am and is filed under Blogging, Life, Silly Dreams, Thoughts. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

One Response to “Before eight A.M.”

  1. hermit Says:
    May 4, 2008 at 6:59 am |

    Solitude can be one of our most sincere friends if we know how acquaint it. I also go through these purging missions from time to time. Like your thoughts. Please keep writing.

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