talking in circles
2003-03-25 ~ 11:15 p.m.

i tend to love natalie merchant...

"...I don't have the gift of prophesy

telling everybody how it's gonna be

There's a wild fire catching

in the whip of the wind

that could start a conflagration like there has never been

This house is on fire..."

i am hoping for sleep tonight.

i...can't...really...write...anymore...at...all.

it never comes without catching and lurching back down.

i think there might have been a time when i wrote without the fear of consequences. i think i was 6.

grammar, restraint, content, sentence structure more complicated than complex algebra...fuckers.

f~e~e~l t~h~e f~l~o~w

circles.

circles...loops...ovals...round...

trips outside need to be circular, as most of you know. *smile*

*right turns always preferred

also...

color tv rocks. that is all i have to say.

and for some reason, i had abandoned coding...but notepad is open and i am editing images. i have no twizzlers. well shit.

night*

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