Morning

I’m sitting here in a bus window in a sweatshirt in sleeves that come down to the base of my fingers and it’s morning still. And grey. And I’m feeling satisfied.
Winter is finally coming, I think.

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

5 thoughts on “Morning”

  1. But you must :) Its AWESOME.. well, depends on if you like epic fantasy series.. if you do, go grab the first one — Game of Thrones. (I’m personally obsessed right now)

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