Was working on a slightly complex storyboard. There is a moon out that looks like a half-eaten rasgulla. It was past midnight and the leaves shone. A cat was moving somewhere. I had a chilled Diet Coke. And I lit the joint that you'd given. It felt sweet and good...like I'd gone window-shopping for timelessness. I liked the one that felt like silk and was the colour of skin and grey like dark circles. I still have work to get back to and I still have to keep to the clock. But in that pause that I took to smoke up, I could afford the silky eternity. Thank you for the delusion.
Saturday, May 25, 2019
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