choice
he told himself that perhaps there was something in there that coveted the relaxed intelligence and the sincerity of his favorite authors... That and the easy lifestyle he assumed they had... The freedom from worries. Then he told himself that he could be free too. It was a choice.
posted by yumen at
11:43 am
1 Comments:
Yeah. He could be free. And cold. And hungry. And lonely.
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