i went to plaza semanggi yesterday, walked around, gramedia, a&w, sox gallery, woku, oh la la for an overpriced aqua, that tiny magazine stand in the corner, then i started thinking, oh my god, (and i still don’t believe in god, i’ll have you know, not for anything, i just can’t be bothered devising an apologia for a half-arsed agnosticism), and i almost can’t believe it, (you’d better believe it, buddy !), i was actually extremely happy for long stretches of our doomed relationship.
Divagyrations