Appearance of a cloudless sky where, beyond the crest of a hill, there is sea beneath.
In an empty playground as a child, near the top of the steps of the slide, no-one to rush you: thinking that you can, but if you can't that's okay too.
Weakness and aching of limbs after a long time spent in bed: with illness or a person, the feeling is the same.
Creak and thump of doors in a hotel, how quickly they become familiar.
Words, from a mostly metrocentric perspective. See Metrocentricity for pictures.
14 January 2009
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