in the midst of the fog
on solitary, resilience
Thursday, July 18, 2013
The yoga mat
最近的heat wave讓人想發瘋。
I laid on the yoga mat. The fan blowing warm, stuffy air. I remembered what my friend said the other day about American dream. That it not anything anyone had imagined. I read a lot less than my friend.
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