juillet 14, 2004
time time time to see what's become of me.
i'm restless. it's four o' clock in the afternoon and i've hit that point where i fear that the afternoon will never end. chained to this desk in a too-warm room, listening to the chirping of a malfunctioning intercom, i can practically avow that i've seen the second hand move backwards these last few hours. i'm counting down the hours until i am liberated from this place, when i will go dashing into the streets of manhattan, waving my arms and charging at top speed towards a stiff drink and a warm embrace, waving my beret all the while.
because it's bastille day, you philistines. it's bastille day and i want to be free.
Posted by shivery at juillet 14, 2004 04:00 PMComments