Verin's Journal
In the sky, we reach further. On the ground, we strike harder. But our ambitions are still mortal.
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
Journal: 113.11.23
So apparently getting drunk on Kimotoro Gold whiskey makes me... write poetry?
I've certainly never felt inclined to do something like that before...
Weird.
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