Wednesday, April 04, 2007


A substance like hope, but lumpier, richer, without that smoothness like sleep, all of curry and crackling and the sweet taste of something almost right.


Kar said...

I love that.

I do wonder what emotion it describes. Only thing I can come up with is an imperfect but determined kind of joy. I know, some things you can't describe. It just makes me curious.

Geof Huth said...

It's good to be curious. The point is merely for me to wonder it out into sense.