When it's that dead part of the day between afternoon and evening
After lunch but not quite time for dinner so you can't chase it away with food.
Usually a Sunday.
Or at night when you're the only one awake and have already watched a film.
Something needs to be done coz you don't want to sleep
But it's too late for another.
The big picture slaps you in the face and puts you in your place
And the atmosphere feels like Lost in Translation
You sit down,
And look around
And end up writing something like this.
Apr 8, 2012
Apr 8, 2012 at 1:46 PM UTC
When it's that dead part of the day between afternoon and evening
After lunch but not quite time for dinner so you can't chase it away with food.
Usually a Sunday.
Or at night when you're the only one awake and have already watched a film.
Something needs to be done coz you don't want to sleep
But it's too late for another.
The big picture slaps you in the face and puts you in your place
And the atmosphere feels like Lost in Translation
You sit down,
And look around
And end up writing something like this.
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