Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Welcome to 11 O'clock...

That (whim-sical) mystical hour between TOMORROW and TODAY.
Full of sleepless minutes in between.
Full of melodies of darkness, of dreamtime cartoons and diminishing temperaments.
The episode of our days we never considered favorite but the one that always, always floats alive with its “what ifs” and “maybes” for days past and coming.
For isn’t 11 o’clock a perfect moment to reflect on the future, on life, on existentialism?
Isn’t 11 o’clock the perfect borderline, the modestly correct time span to survey what you want to get out of the 11 o’clocks that will (hopefully) follow?
Welcome to eleven o’clock.

thinking time.... at midnight..... Sophia.

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