I'm in the hotel room waiting. I sip the tea over and over and over again. I sit and wait and put the cup down. I pick it up and think about...and then I put it down and stare at the lampshade...and breathe for a moment. I pick it up and eat the cup and feel the warmth of the tea race down my t-shirt.
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Its a sure fire way of keeping up the momentum...thanks for the kind words.
..quick note to previous poster 'constant dreamer' deleted your comment by accident. The previous poster has been sending abusive remarks.
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