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domingo, 6 de enero de 2013
Random thoughts
Sometimes its the sound of the waves that wakes me in the middle of the night. I have to run and open the window just to let reality slap me in the face and put me back to sleep. Linguering in the fantasy that the beach is close and the waves' sound can simply reach me in the quiet of the night would simply be to painful. The rolling sound of the endlessly flowing traffic, the distant sirens rushing to some random destination in this monster of a city, is usually enough to get me back into bed, and sleep through the rest of the night.
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