Ahhh, Boards of Canada... Reminds me not only of sunny car rides but also of chilly winter mornings in Mr. Morgan's office. Those were the days, my friend. Those were the days.
Yes. I remember standing at the window and gazing down on the strolling backpacks, flowing like marbles along the sidewalks and stairs. I nearly asked to have my mail forwarded to that office. Could've installed my own nameplate. I wrote some good poems at his side desk.
Ahhh, Boards of Canada... Reminds me not only of sunny car rides but also of chilly winter mornings in Mr. Morgan's office. Those were the days, my friend. Those were the days.
ResponderEliminarYes. I remember standing at the window and gazing down on the strolling backpacks, flowing like marbles along the sidewalks and stairs. I nearly asked to have my mail forwarded to that office. Could've installed my own nameplate. I wrote some good poems at his side desk.
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