Friday, 14 August 2009

in anticipation of load-shedding

I'm making a postcard for my memory:

Starry-eyed, child-like wonder. So naive.
Laughter? Yes, there was always laughter. And walking arm-in-arm with friends-who-became-family, my heels keeping pace with their All Stars (just about).
How we laughed.

The lights won't shine this brightly at home.

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