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Nepotism, footprints & spare rooms

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 Dear Temptation, today I woke up and heard Mushaboom by Feist

like

How long is an Avenue?

10 minutes

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Marcel Duchamp - Dan Flavin

I watched as she moved

listened as she spoke

My heart filled with intrigue

and my thoughts awoke
hjs

There's more

Resting

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart"

William Wordsworth

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I Can See For Miles

"I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
I know that you have 'cause there's magic in my eyes
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles

Oh yeah

If you think that I don't know about the little tricks you play
And never see you when deliberately you put things in my way"

The Who

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Chic

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else

John Keats

happiest when

The picture just got clearer

A box full of credentials, including BC and the beginning of a draft; now it's on baby, let's get this show started and edit

- Rock an' Roll -

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The Letter

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 Traffic was always a problem in this particularly busy parking lot, but requiring only a little of his usual patience, a space opened up front and centre; it was only ever for the customary moment it took to quickly collect his mail as Jack's mail box was located just to the left inside the Post Office door.

  With his keys in hand, he successfully negotiated the increasingly troublesome car lock that required it's normal quick jiggle, both to open and in this case, to lock.. and more especially after the rain. Today Jack noticed someone lingering while checking their mail close to the box he needed to open. With a gentle, but deep breath and polite "excuse me", he felt his stomach churn and the usual urgent desire to leave without any hesitation fill his body. The mailbox was opened in a split second and there it was, the familiar blue envelope bearing the postmark and penmanship he loved and had picked up every couple of weeks for many years. The handwriting brought with it it's usual sigh of relief for him immediately followed by the typical pang of guilt he always felt when faced with this letter. It only ever took a second, but this particular second would always cause the same reaction and acknowledging this meant he was as far away from any semblance of normal life as he felt.

  Who knew how this all started, but years of unopened pale blue envelopes now filled a small  box that at one time occupied a simple kitchen drawer. He had organised them neatly in dated order with the naturally good intention of one day reading them, but James knew also that he would have to once again sit down and the thought of merely handling them would bring with it the usual anxiety.

  He turned from the mailbox with a heavy heart looked up briefly from under his low slung black baseball cap and from behind his dark glasses he immediately noticed her entering the Post Office through the double doors. He loved the kind of surprises moments like this brought him. He never thought or even took the time to 'look' these days and that's why her slender ankles caused his rare double take. Sometimes it was a mere wrist, shoulder or way her hair may have moved, but each time and this time, there was something about her that caused his instinctive reaction. Jack had to accept he had a type and there she was. His closest friends knew of course despite the fact that he tried to hide his obvious sense of predictability; but it was true and this stranger caused his heart to beat a little faster as he fidgeted with his glasses for the split second he took her all in. 
Jack passed her with an assured warm, respectful and simple "excuse me" as she joined the end of the mail line and all with in the second of passing her, he enjoyed her soft and natural fragrance while also noticing her smooth pale skin, unusual for these parts of Southern California and ones especially this close to the beach. Her blue eyes sparkled and her open smile caused him to hesitate his normally smooth but positive stride, yet he didn't return her  warm smile, choosing to imagine it as a simple act of politeness despite the obvious extra second the two pairs of eyes took to acknowledge each other. He allowed his hidden eyes a brief smile.. and the moment was gone.

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Travel teaches toleration

Benjamin Disraeli

Spare Rooms

ghosts

and Footprints

Nepotism

It's All

Relative

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$ometimes I wonder

Easy on the punctuation this time and only because I'm keeping 24 simple AND besides, I have stuff on my mind

- Close your eyes -



"I do not literally paint that table, but the emotion it produces upon me"
Henri Matisse

Thanks for 24 go this week to the driver and passenger who called - to a CA artist who painted an angel - a few pieces of paper - time - blind courage - space -  Massive Attack - Bat For Lashes - Trending topics - The Lion King - John McEnroe - Rumour Has It - Henri Matisse and umbrellas everywhere

The 10 most expensive cities in the world - London is 24

Rank	City	Country	2011 Rank
1	Tokyo	Japan	2
2	Luanda	Angola	1
3	Osaka	Japan	6
4	Moscow	Russia	4
5	Geneva	Switzerland	5
6=	Zurich	Switzerland	7
6=	Singapore	Singapore	8
8	N’Djamena	Chad	3
9	Hong Kong	Hong Kong	9
10	Nagoya	Japan	11