Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Smokey and the snow

Having spent the evening drinking beer and watching Bruce Lee films with like minded friends, the 2.30am cycle ride home through lightly snowing streets was particularly pleasant. Smokey Robinson was in my ears, the snow-melt in my hair, deserted streets before me... I stopped to look at the flurry of powder fall in the lamp light of Joint Supermarket and was reminded of a high school winter. Hot bath, hot drink, the sound of cars on the wind.... to the victor the spoils.


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