annanotbob's Diaryland Diary
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I see a red door and...
I wonder what colour you have to buy if you want the colour on the pot?
Never mind, it's keeping me one step ahead of the black dog, snapping at my heels. Actually, I see my depression as more of a pit I fall into, but what's the extended metaphor then? Maybe the painting's a life-line - I'm dangling perilously close to the edge but I'm keeping myself just about out.
Yee bloody ha, an' all.
xxx
|1:54 p.m. - 19/07/2008
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