December 2011
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The Loneliness Of A Middle-Distance Runner
I’ll take a second of the day to think about the things that we have done this year.
The dog lies down, the pouring rain, I’m underneath the smokers’ railway arch again
The future’s looking colourful
It’s the colour of blood, chaos and corruption of a happy soul.
“-That’s a tree. And Cars. Another building like this one. People in the building like us, half of them think it’s never going to work out, the other half believe in magic. It’s like a war between them.”
—Anna - Beginners
“The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress”
—Howl - Florence and the machine
