Saturday, 3 November 2007

at home

So here I find myself, feeling frustration at whatever my lifestyle has settled itself into, but still. This living room is so exquisite, an arrangement of art objects that can be looked at endlessly, always with more meaning to be found in their singular qualities, and also in their juxtapositions. I can't, at this very moment, think of anywhere else that I'd rather be.

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