Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Monday, February 28, 2005
Feel cold.


He walked aross the brown tiled floor, hands in his pockets. Hands in his pocket for warmth, for any warmth was desperately sought for. The air was still and calm, but he coul feel this chilly day.

he felt it in his fingers, he felt it in his body. Numb.

Shivering as he moved, he felt cold. So cold.

In his head, he wondered. "Bugger, they set the air-conditioning too cold."


Gavin pondered @ 12:17


Under the layers of dust