2001 / november / 29
yet another moving day
at work with a big backpack, a small one, my bass and a few bobs and bits that i always
forget that i have to bring as well. it's moving day again. thanks for your house wil,
i enjoyed it, especially being greeted by the smell - your front door opens to another
world, like the moment the doors of the plane opened in Mumbai airport. guess it's
a lot of incense and asian food that do the trick, well i did my best to honour it.
cheers & welcome home.
