Sunday, April 25, 2004

Dark thoughts
A heavy, rainy day with no rest, a complicated series of lectures waiting for me, starting tomorrow, and no way out of my obligations. Not even a Dr. of games can play ALL the time. So when this poem drifted by, I snagged it:


Jeg er uten håp.
Men regnet faller for å
fylle opp fjorden.


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