Flip through the book. Marvel at how much scribbling is injected into the narrow margins. Every single note is fashioned as evidence of discourse with the text. But it's not enough space.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
is this really home?
I'm sitting in the middle of clutter. I can't concentrate to write a proper post. All I can say is: the state of my room has proved it was well-founded of me to not want to come home.
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