Friday: Leaving for Ieper and being thoughtful
There's are so many late arrivals and early departures when backpacking that I should wonder how often relaxation is found or even whether it is sought. Belgian fast food snacks? No more. A stern reminder for the remainder of this exposition. The short term lust is nothing next longer dedication to self preservation. Had a dream of having to awake for work at five forty five even though my contract had ceased. Now as I relieve my self I discover it was some phantom playing hand card tricks within those ebony corridors that are my thoughts. Eblutions and a dry bath now I've hopped over to catch a train to Ieper(Ypres) apparently it is worth seeing. The girl on the counter was large with child yet pale white to be suckled and devoured. European beer rarely gives me headaches with a hangover. 9:31 to Kortkijk blue skies from horizon to horizon. Similar blank faced commuters with iPod, iPad, Metro, Macbook unable to escape to work or college. Four days until the brat was born wh...