Just blogged an 'ugly' recital entry with a pretty name where all my sins drip down the side of the page like dirty icicles in late February. Uncle Mike has been effusive to the point of emotional anarchy. We're always on the go and he insists on picking me up and dropping me off at work, even though I much rather walk.
Love Uncle Mike to astral-schellings but eventually I need a moment of late-twenty-something peace.
No one in the library seems to speak english today.
As with daniela, I'll be unbloggable for the next couple of days (ha-ha get your mind outta the gutter!)It'll be nice to be by myself and think my own thoughts.
Yeah, that's a good way to enter your next lap around the sun. To be by yourself, and to harvest big thoughts. Thoughts that eventually, will change the world.
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1 comment:
just wait, you will have your own unbloggable moments. and, you're never alone
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