Saturday, August 23, 2008

afternoon nap

I was dreaming that James Bond and I had a date.

He was jumping out of a plane, surfing the wind, landing in empty car and speeding on sea suspended serpentine with restless anticipation to finally date me.

In this time, I was home, trying to decide what to wear.

I woke cause I couldn't stand the thought of beign late.

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