Friday, November 02, 2007
Holy carp! I came home tonight to discover scene in the short hall just outside our door. Apparently, our fire escape was providing too much safety, so this was undone and made
Supposing one were to need to go through the window, say for their own personal psychological reasons? What if the compulsion just gripped them, there and then? I must admit, I crossed under the red tape for a few seconds. I felt exhilarated. More alive than I've ever felt.