2003-06-07 - 12:31 a.m.

Sitting on the floor..

Looking through the clothes

Untouched for 12 months

The air is filled with a slight musky smell.. soft, crumpled..

T-shirts I dont remember owning..

I put on a black t-shirt, looking at my ownself

I question myself, who this stranger is, sitting on the bed, in someone else's clothes..

Who *is* this person? Owning so much, yet feeling so detached at the same time?

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