Hello sinister, I'd like to worn you before you start reading, those of you who will anyway; it's not going to be a cheerful letter... Today we had the first rain... I woke up with the sound of rain falling down... it was about 9pm... I fell back to sleep again.. is it only me who finds the sound of rain falling down reassuring? And it was so chilly... quite a difference from the 30-35c that we were used to... so, I cuddled again under my duvet, feeling happy, safe, content.. It was still raining when I woke up... the sky was grey and the air was carrying the smell of wet soil... I listened to some music... his voice seems to have haunted me... it was following me around for the rest of the day... Eventually the sun came out in all its glory... my server was down; and it remained down the whole day... I had to indulge myself with the pleasures of an internet café, once more... But I did meet some friends and I was offered a radio show in a station here... I don't know what I'll do as they want me to play 5 days a week from 4-6pm... and they don't pay for it... My friend Aris told me that Matt (the sarah and shinkansen records bloke) said that once he received a letter from a guy who was writting that he had kissed the girl he had fallen in love with for the first time whilst listening to "Pristine Christine"... I don't know why, but this story made me feel all nice... The server was still down when I came back home... And the weather was so melancholic... I thought that I should read and then walk spooky the dog at the beach... it was 10pm... It was so beautiful! The moon was struggling its way through some heavy clouds... it's a fading summer... I've just realised... autumn is here... once more... The sand was full of jellyfishes washed off by the waves... I was trying not to step on them since they're so very slimy... if that's the word... there was this café which was packed the whole summer... but now there was noone there, noone but an old woman sitting alone at a table talking on her mobile phone... I could hear some music coming from a bar... I could see the beacon's light going on and off... Some boys arrived on their motorbikes... Spooky tried to go into this café and a cat attacked her! The old bloke who owns the place came out to the door and told me to take spooky away cause the "cat will eat her"! Yes! I looked at the sea... the boys were laughing at the old man and the "dog-eater cat"... I looked at the sea and walked across the beach once more... I couldn't see the moon... heavy, grey clouds had taken over... but I could see the silver light coming through the clouds and onto the surface of the water... magical... I could feel the sand under my feet... I wanted to swim... If... I stopped by the kiosk on my way back home to buy some cigarettes... someone called my name... it was this woman who lives in the same building as I... we had a small talk over the same old banalities... then she left... and I bought my cigarettes and starting walking again, pondering upon these small town dialectics... they make you feel comfortable and safe in their own silly way... I came back home... the server's still down... It's 11pm... I think I'll make a tape... someone called but I don't want to go out... I've been having weird dreams lately... since I came back to Greece... are dreams a diversion to reality... I once read a book in which it was written: "dreams are cruel and if you loved me you wouldn't ask me about my dreams... I have no dreams... I can't dream... and I'm so grateful for that"... not in these words exactly though, but very close... an italian author, can't remember his name... he was an nobel prize winner... but I bare no respect for nobel prize winners... and I was really dissapointed when I found out that Camus had accepted his... where as Sartre, whom I always disliked, turned it down... what am I talking about? Anyway, I think there's nothing left to say at this point... I do hope I didn't bore you to tears... just some random thoughts... whilst his voice is still echoing in my head... take care all of you, Vel xxx ____________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get your free @yahoo.co.uk address at http://mail.yahoo.co.uk or your free @yahoo.ie address at http://mail.yahoo.ie +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. 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