'...what can one do, if the only straightforward task of every intelligent man is pointless chattering, the deliberate pouring out of emptiness.'
Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Point Of View
I was lying back beside a pool, contemplating going for a swim, wondering whether I would sink after eating more than my fair share of rice chips and prawn dip, and then I saw this perfect sky.
4 comments:
Noice.
Ah, thank you for that reminder of summer...
I'm in Melbourne, where the sky is grey with smoke and the sun is red. I'm so jealous.
Ah yes, I've been watching the fires on television and my thoughts have been with people in the Southern states.
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