Yearning
I wanted to be near water. Perhaps it was due to a little offshoot in a conversation, about living in a little house on untamed land near the sea, surrounded by psychedelic sculptures electronically fitted with motion sensors which make rude noises when people come near.
I could have trammed up to the river or down to the beach, but both seemed a little too far away today, so I wandered aimlessly in semi-suburbia, poking my nose into odd shops and leaving without buying anything.
Posted by sniffles at April 08, 2002 02:53 PM