Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Room with a view

It is enormously confusing to be alive on a day like this. Ambivalence reigns. A day perfect in every respect, other than an inabiity to meld into it fully. And be assured, it is a big 'other'. Looking through open windows. My room with a view. Life parades before me. Every colour under the rainbow. I touch it, but as if through a shroud. Inside, I scream.

Artist/Paul Gauguin


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