The eclipse.
I shared the eclipse with a very close friend. It was her birthday, and even though our intimate relationship had recently ended, she chose to spend her birthday with just me.

Huddled up next to each other in a little park known as "The Lime Pits" in Basingstoke, toking away quietly on a stubby little joint, and listeneing to the Dusk and Dawn choruses of all the birds as the Eclipse essed with thier body-clocks.

If you'd have used a time-lapse set-up, you'd have seen us lying there hours before the other people turned up bustling in the time-lapse world like frantic ants, while we stay lying there stock still as a brief episode of darkness happened, and continue to be the logs of stone-like stillness hours after the others left in a nother ant-like exodus of time lapse wierdness...

The only noticable movements would have been the processes involved with sparking up and sharing, right up until the point where it finally gets too cold, and we packed up the rugs, and walked off in a blissful silence.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Fri 11 Mar 2005, 13:08, Reply)