I pick up a cup that has been hanging in the air.
Inside is a massive spider that has been curled up for a long time. It slowly crawls out, and I can honestly say that this is the first time I've been too afraid to hold a spider in my hand.
Simon, my little brother, has done this interesting bit of writing which can be read both across and down.
All I remember it saying is -
We are here in this moment at an interesting night of the soul.
Monday, 16 August 2010
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