A deserted station near Melbourne city. The loneliness of a Sunday evening in winter..
Thursday, September 01, 2005
My darkest thoughts come out, in the bleakest hour...
My darkest thoughts come out,
in the bleakest hours of the night.
The journey has begun,
from where my dreams let me down.
- These 4 lines came to me the other day as I was sitting and watching TV.
Anyone got any ideas what they mean (except ofcourse that I need professional help ;)?
Monday, August 29, 2005
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