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After a week, finally enough will-power & a sufficient state of awakeness again for a morning run. Go me. /sarcasm. Amazingly beautiful though, the whole park, the air, suffused with scents of all kinds of flowers and blossoms and growing things, coming alive in the warmth of the morning; lilac, but also a lot of other scents I couldn't distinguish, almost overwhelming, stepping from the street into the park.


As a result I wasn't merely tired at work, but fall-asleep-on-my-feet tired.

Not quite the desired effect.



First impression, With Teeth is... strange. Unexpected somehow. Not sure yet whether I like it or not... I keep fighting this weird urge to eject the CD and return to the comfortable familiartiy of the soundscapes of TF.