terça-feira, janeiro 25, 2011

Out of bed

This morning I woke up with the incredible urge to do ... nothing. Between the early twilight ooze and the nuclear screaming call fired from my alarm clock, I couldn’t decide which eye to open first or what utopia would rescue me from awakening. Still deceived by the lugubrious light of the window shutters I manage to stumble out of the bed.

It was on the vastness of the corridor ....oh my God! Why I keep making this post in English??? I have got some sort of concussion? Am I mental or did go Lobotomized?WTF?

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