Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Amir Hafizi and the Deathly Hallows

I sense death. I don't know where, I don't know who. I feel as if someone is going to either fall violently sick or die.

Oh well. I have been wrong before.

I'll take care of my own shit. Still have loads to do, and I am feeling some pangs of hunger.

Can't eat at this hour. I'll sleep first, and wake up in the morning. Breakfast sounds good.