11am. the sun was out. big breakfast at the espy kitchen. after a good night of pub crawling and good music with dunno. people watching while i devoured a mountain of bacon and eggs and little sausages.
that warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. *sigh*
18.12.06
the espy
i had a busy weekend. now i'm really tired. but i wanted to jot down a few words about the sense of contentment i felt on saturday morning, because they are so rare:
11am. the sun was out. big breakfast at the espy kitchen. after a good night of pub crawling and good music with dunno. people watching while i devoured a mountain of bacon and eggs and little sausages.
that warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. *sigh*
11am. the sun was out. big breakfast at the espy kitchen. after a good night of pub crawling and good music with dunno. people watching while i devoured a mountain of bacon and eggs and little sausages.
that warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. *sigh*
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