I'm going through some kind of strange memento mori stage: As I walk down the street, I look at all the handsome young men and for some reason I can only see what they'll look like when they're, say, 75. All burnished and balding and sagging a bit.
What would Freud say?
The Swedish word for the day is knasig. It means wacky.
- by Francis S.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
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