Tuesday, 7 February 2017

Steaming alleys

This rather endearing habit where I drink almost scalding water and recoil away from existence for a fraction of second, delving deep into all manners of fears, sorrows and regrets; cowering in a blank black inhospitable negative mind space which is nothing if not jaundiced by inimical malevolence.

Yes, all this with just a heaving swig of extremely hot water. It does something to your senses. Takes a momentary trip into an isle of depression you never wish to trudge.

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