March 19, 2004|
I didn't get enough sleep last night. I'm supposed to be going to some cabaret thing with my brother, though I don't feel much like going. All my clothes have stains on them.
I went for a walk to the end of the bushes. Usually when deprived of sleep, the world looks blurrier. It seems it's only blurry in here. Outside, it is sharp as a snake. The shadows are clear and defined and the air is clear.