Friday, May 11, 2007
what ifs.
Intangible, it's all about intangible possibilities. Knowing that things can, or could be different, is not enough. Today, I'm left feeling unsated and bereft of all human reason. Not that it's a drastic change from my default state of mind (since when am I ever half-sane), but at least, I know why I feel the way I do. One baby step at a time in directions that have no name nor fixed bearings, but at least, it's a start. Beginnings and endings are the same thing, really, but let's just ignore that, shall we? Moving swiftly along - and now - to sit back and watch the crop circles grow from stem down.
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