it's 22.45 and i'm tired as hell. but it's funny how your mind drifts away and which thoughts your mind spins in moments like these. it's like so many useful things on my mind that won't stop coming. things i have to do or know.
Suddenly I find myself in Absurdia and I think of flying lobsters over vienna or snow falling in this room here. and for everyone who might think i'm drunk or on drugs - i'm not.
It's just that Tired is not my friend today, so i'm off having tea with Crazy.