Sunday, October 29, 2006

Tired and hungry after a weekend of hectic house-shifting, I sit pretty and tight, reading letters from long-lost girlfriends, girlfriends lost in time and letters lost in the wake of life's bueuracracy. Feels like having your brain wrapped in soft velvet and shot into space; the good part of it. Feels bouncy. Feelks like a whole lot of marsh-mellows.

4 comments:

Zero said...

Bureaucracy. Too long a word to care, I know. :)

Sanket said...

Hehe.. impressive.

Nilu said...

athavathu, someone wrote a letter to you.

Anu said...

Nice.