maanantai 1. joulukuuta 2014

The shadow of a spider blocks our sun that's died (Septic Tank - Fatal Eclipse)

A long week, or what seemed like a long week, behind. All sorts of fucking things. Yesterday, after Sunday work, two hours of football in zero temperature, at home went straight to bed and slept like a baby.

Woke up early today. Some porridge and self-ground Costa Rican coffee. A day-off feels like fucking heaven.

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