HEMI-SPHERICALABERRATION
Things aren't always as they appear.
Musings from an unfocused mind and
an out-of-focus lens.
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Now the Touch of Your Fingers, Lingers Burning in My Memory
"It's a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud...."
Guess the lyricist, win a free cup of coffee at the Summit Diner with me.
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