White feather on a train window
July 21st 2008 It all began with a white feather on a train window, fluttering in the wind.
Or did it?
By the way this is the start of my foray into blogging, and is a bit random, so you may wish to skip this entry unless you are into spiritual crap.
Hurtling full speed on the intercity train from York to Londons King Cross with a hangover was bound to result in a variety of emotions: despair, discomfort
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