Mar 17, 2007 04:36
Old habits die hard.
The old memories always are always the warmest and also the darkest ones I have.
In this induced insomnia I cannot help but to think.
For some reasons my thoughts are always of the past.
Phone open, number dialed, and then! The slightest hesitation.
The feeling passes.
I'm still the same.
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