i think the words had just dried up for a while... was just seeing what all i had put up here... and except for possibly that nostalgia pc from nov beginning about all those lovely companies that gave us the pleasure of interviewing for them... its been a fairly dry-spell eh?
the poetry never really was for you... you only chronicle.. what... another reads :)
but you and i... well we go back long enough to tolerate these brief silences... after all... you and i both need to go back... find new material... to update each other?
i think there is a certain magic in listening to songs that you don't know... at 2 in the morning on a still night... in yellow light... when you have slept fewer hours in the week... than there are in a single day :)
god i sound poetic again... its almost a curse... you think??
i think we are both living in the "beach" moment of life... i somehow see a lot of merit in that reference lately... ? wonder who'll blink out of this one firsT!
anywho... do write back... on another such sleep-deprived night...
for its only lack of sleep and plenty of alcohol that'll keep us this close for long-enough!
