Tuesday, 4 December 2012

The mouse trap

Sometimes, the best times, are the times, where time itself is out of your forseeable control and understanding.

So you might float on the sea of indefinetly.

And see where it takes you.
Guess I see drunken mice...

Not sure what that is supposed to tell me.

Vinter might be back tomorrow, depend on wether or not she has something she wants to show us.

Me nighty-timy now.


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