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The Madness of a Recluse / Aesthete

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

It all boils down to this

Woke at 6:00, said "Fuck this life," booked a flight to Iceland, ran a hard, brisk 5.25K.

Meditated on the balcony, dewy body glistening in the dawn. I shall spend the day with a bottle of Reyka because it gets me drunk but does not give me a headache.
Posted by Nigel Tewksbury at 5:19 AM

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