Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.

Woke up at 5.00 AM, working 'till 9.00, went to the office.
Recycling people over and over.

One shot, supermarket, odd guy...
Lunch Time : noisy, ate too much.
Went down town for a ride. I met nice guy, get some trade off from him on some shoes.
A bike passed by with a strange bell and rode by a sweet smiler...

Rain, nice non-smoker-intellectual-only-dressed-in-black-I-read-Balzac' bar, so I had a cake...
In front of me, the sweet rider of the bike with the strange bell.

Then, passing next to my ex-usual bar, saw Ph. Seemed to be happy to see me.
Again, the bike passed by with the strange bell and rode by the same the sweet smiler...

Home, diner (noisy), burnt fish, nice evening...
The gipsy camp remains here.
Finally, talked to Liza (sun shined inside my flat).
Felt down, twice, I wasn't drunk, weird stuff on the floor on the way to the kitchen. Broke a glass (I definitively think that plastic glasses fit more to my way of life...). Talked to a stranger on the phone.

Again.
Woke up too early for a vampire (3.30 AM).
Worked, phone (Bibi call), problems...
And as a perfect unstable person, I am looking forward to travelling to my next unknow destination.
- Silence -
Still, some nice fellows pass by tonight.
It's wenesday, long will be the week.


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I miss some of you...too silent those weeks.

- "The fool who persists in his folly will become wise." -
I finally changed my tickets...