incessant sun
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sydney, 2000.11.30
This week has been frighteningly sunny. What's happened to the Sydney I was coming to hate, with its incessant rain?
twenty-seven years and one million words
This week has been frighteningly sunny. What's happened to the Sydney I was coming to hate, with its incessant rain?
Future generations will look back on TV as the lead in the water pipes that slowly drove the Romans mad.
—Kurt Vonnegut