At eight o'clock this morning I left the house and whispered to my feet to carry me to Terrace gardens. I took off my shoes and sat in the sunshine for hours, reading The History of Love and sometimes listening to foreign voices of strangers passing by my park bench. I stopped reading when I was caught on this phrase:
"LONELY PEOPLE ARE ALWAYS UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT". Being one who is always up in the middle of the night, I was somewhat bewildered by a certain realization and couldn't concentrate on the words that followed. So, I picked up my guitar and sat inside a perfect cave where my voice echoed when I sang. There I stayed until half past twelve.
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| This is my cave. |
