today's nostalgia: dujour magazine, december-january 2008-9
We're friends, right? I admit: some days you wake up singing an out-of-tune little blues song for yourself. Coffee is taken as a palliative and while squirming, shape-shifting nostalgia should always be held delicately and firmly between one's fingertips, sometimes it is permissible to indulge.
4 comments:
Permission granted. Fantastic!
not to question your powers, but me thinks it did not sell.
Mrs. Weeks, the soothsayer says you are correct.
My soothsaying powers say ten more will be upon us in two weeks time. But I am obviously cheating ridiculously.
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