Amusement in RegretsThe world is lonely and the fading voice of Janis Joplin singing “Maybe” strains the last air into the darkness. Two young people sat in the bar of an anonymous restaurant. The girl is wearing pearls, her mouth is slowly dragging on a cigarette. The boy is consciously sipping his beer, quite looking straight into the wall opposite the bar. The lights are dim and the air was cold. Suddenly the girl leaned over the boy.Amusement in Regrets
“Kiss me,” she said.
“I will. At the right time. And place.”
“My kiss is precious.” she said, dragging on the last of her cigarette. “But
| I answer questions with questions. How about you? |
after a year
Bewildered
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"I thought I was an artist. I no longer think about it,
I AM."
- Henry Miller
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Om namah Shivayah
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Om namah Shivayah
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