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Location: Melbourne's shining streets, Victoria, Australia

This is a story. This is pure fiction. This is a test. ...but for you or for me? ~.~ On a sunshine filled day like today, I had all the time in the world for you. We lay on our backs in the grass, dancing silhouettes of the canopy above us, tiny little pockets of light escaping through, like sparkling diamonds another world away... In the light, in the noise of all that clarity, we never did communicate very well... ~.~

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

not a journal

I'd just like to emphasise
to my lovely friends out there
that this blog does not necessarily reflect my real* life
(although it probably will in some posts)
so do not come and ask me about the coffee girl
as you all should know that I do not and never have worked in a coffee shop before
...
happy reading :)

~.~


*reality is subjective but I guess most of you will have some sort of idea in your head about what it is... I shan't debate that tonight..


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