Hot days and long sleeve shirts, cotton slacks, and a late shift waiting for me at my desk. Listened to Tom Waits’ Metropolitan Slide walking to work, sniffling through my mild cold, and it provided a nice hue to the proceedings. My colleagues voice through the wall is just about the same frequency of my cellphone’s vibration, so whenever he talks I have to check my phone. This post was pretty useless.
Dan's Dagblad
A boy abroad, trying to stay in touch.
16. April, 2009
