#we share a brief moment of mood-bashing#

[neuy]

i chose the table at the furthest end of the empty canteen, by the window with my back to the christmas tree, the smell of night knocking clumsily against the window with the insistence of a six o'clock mind. she stirred her coffee while i impaled a strip of fried potato gently with a lazy fork. the wind whistled outside

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[cgnotcb]

I really think you should take up a sport or hobby. Some thing to keep u occupy if your frens are not doing that part of the deal.

*hugs*

[neuy]

oh no my friends are great. but i guess at times we all have a lingering dark cloud over our head i guess? :P

busy-ness, cold and exhaustion are best friends. yuckus.

thanks anyway *hugs*

[moonrakerz]

You're so part of THE coffee culture.

When the time comes, you'll know you have arrived.
And then, you might find something you like in yourself?

Learn to befriend loneliness. And "beneighbour" emptiness. *grins*

[neuy]

i guess of all posts this one causes the greatest misunderstanding.

that evening, i was listening mostly to my friend, who is blissfully attached and flying home for her holidays very soon, but just, u know, even though u have everything, there's something chronic lying underneath, how one could be seized by the sorrow without name. etc.

and i was listening to her. this post is the summary of that wee coffee session.

well not quite THE coffee culture since it was only the hospital canteen :P

[moonrakerz]

There's always something you're lacking, no matter how full your glass is.

Ya still drink lots of coffee from time tot time don't you?
So you're part of the coffee culture. Not necessarily the café al fresco culture! :þ