Girl Half Empty

//What an odd thing a diary is: the things you omit are more important than those you put in//
- Simone de Beauvoir
/June winner of the diary competition/


42. //Dream's on a gold wire, won't you believe it//

20th November

Today the clouds were super-imposed above the horizon like great purple zeppelins while the sun squatted on the treetops. Later they blew past me at the bus stop, all torn apart and stringy.

Tonight a steaming wedge of moon grinned yellow through the ebb and flow of snow clouds. Tides in the sky breach high then turn; autumn to winter.

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