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mundensWell alright, it's not yet four in the morning and it's the beginning of October, but the sentiment is the same.
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jarratt_gray's birthday party. Still floaty from the sake, whiskey, custard buns and the last clove of the evening as I stumble down the hill, eyes sometimes closed. .
As always Pinehaven is beautiful in the early morning, the weather from earlier has cleared and though it is crisply cold, the clarity of the firmament is amazing. Stardust over head, I can see the dusty clusters between stars. Orion floats on the horizon, Scorpio is rising, and Betelgeuse glares balefully.
Oh, many things were discussed, and there were moments of amusement and moments of togetherness where understanding of the basic similarities between some of us and the gulf between that and the mundaneness of the world I have finally divorced myself from yawns wide.
What? you expect me to make sense after finishing off the twenty-year-old sake with Jarratt and a third of a bottle of 10--year old single malt? You expect too much., sunshine!.
And saw Tibet.
Just drifted back home from
jarratt_gray's birthday party. Still floaty from the sake, whiskey, custard buns and the last clove of the evening as I stumble down the hill, eyes sometimes closed. . As always Pinehaven is beautiful in the early morning, the weather from earlier has cleared and though it is crisply cold, the clarity of the firmament is amazing. Stardust over head, I can see the dusty clusters between stars. Orion floats on the horizon, Scorpio is rising, and Betelgeuse glares balefully.
Oh, many things were discussed, and there were moments of amusement and moments of togetherness where understanding of the basic similarities between some of us and the gulf between that and the mundaneness of the world I have finally divorced myself from yawns wide.
What? you expect me to make sense after finishing off the twenty-year-old sake with Jarratt and a third of a bottle of 10--year old single malt? You expect too much., sunshine!.
And saw Tibet.
