It's a night where I want to stay up forever, even if forever is just until 5 o clock am. My dreams have become more real to me than my waking hours. Has it really only been 3 months since i've clustered all of my thoughts into words on a computer screen? So much has changed. So much that I am unwilling to document it all. I have never been one
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*rubs feet on carpet and lunges at you with the static finger of dooooom*
I miss you, Maux.
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i was amazed to find the extent to which i do this... even when i do write things down. as i re-read some old blogs the other day, i saw the depth of my selective memory... i can pretend like things didnt happen or don't bother me, but in the end they are all there, even if i need to go back and read old blogs to remember them.
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