Sunday, October 12, 2008

Open letter to Zadie Smith

Dear Zadie,

I am sitting here in my boardshorts, looking at a sunny southern marina, finding nothing but happiness in the light breeze that washes the afternoon away, scared of nothing but Time, smoking, me too, a family-sized pouch of Golden Virginia.


1 comment:

Mr B said...

Golden virginia

o opio do ocio!!