Saturday, August 26, 2006


It's 5:43.

A stillness fills the room. A slight, familiar whistling comes from somewhere in my apartment.

I want to go to sleep. I will be climbing soon. I must go to sleep. Yet this insomnia follows me.

Mumblings awoke me. Stillness follows me.

And all I can really perceive is this weird sense of Deja Vu.

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