January by Pilot, a tune that evokes nostalgia for sonmi and whisks her back in time to 1975. Also, its name is rather apt just now.
Time, it’s a flier.
02 Friday Jan 2015
02 Friday Jan 2015
January by Pilot, a tune that evokes nostalgia for sonmi and whisks her back in time to 1975. Also, its name is rather apt just now.
Esme's Cloud 
Useless fact: I used to know Ian Bairnson (Pilot’s guitarist) back in the day.
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Well, well, well, what with he and Mr Bowie you are quite the star-hugger Hariod!
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Imagine a good deal of time passing, and you, or someone else, anyone really, wondering why you (or again someone other than you wh, oh forget it. Somehow I had unfollowed you, or maybe you blocked me, I have no Idea. Anyway, now I’m going to see what I have missed. I was wondering why you’d not posted, thought you were away somewhere on a beach or a mountaintop or miles below the surface of the ocean communicating with life forms unimaginable to the minds of man.
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I thought you’d chosen to unfollow. Didn’t want to make a fuss, though I did leave a comment on one of your posts, where you said you were looking forward to reading another post of mine….I said that you’d be hard pressed to if you’d left the Cloud with your stool under your arm. (Not referring to poo but your Cloud stool). I’m glad you didn’t leave on purpose smiles and places his stool back in its previous mooring.
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Thank you. I often skip ahead a few years, and become so concerned with those things that have yet to happen that I’m deaf and blind to everything else.
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Returns. laughs. You are the Terminator of the blogosphere. Then again it has the sound of an orchestral piece by some long deceased chap in a powdered wig. A waltz perhaps…no, a baroque dance! But this is all in the past not the future, so I’ll stop there.
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