Monday, February 02, 2004

Backwards. The word "backwards" keeps bubbling up into my mind, demanding to be put into sentences:

You are driving me backwards (yes, yes, like the Brian Eno song).
I'm falling backwards.
Sooo backward.
Back- and forwards, over and done: things fall apart, don't they?

And so on. It's quite annoying really. This is what happens when one refuses to write.

Backwards, backwards, backwards.

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