(Saturday, February 02, 2008/9:45 PM)
quota
sadly.
this is what some of us are made of.
i finished the salmon book today.
it was a rather unexpected ending.
yet it came at you with so much. hm.
obviousness.
it's like you already knew.
we all already know.
but we delude ourselves somehow.
we may not be able to predict the future.
but from whatever is happening, with some common sense we can tell.
what will happen next.
but we don't.
and that is what makes us human.
monique.
moving on,
today was rather uneventful.
i got yet another shirt somehow.
and that was it.
somehow i feel my life is getting too normal.
or too eventful.
i'll never know.
because we'll either stay in the delusion or get out of it.
and once you get out you believe.
believe in the belief that you are out of it.
seven apples on the witch's tree,
with seven seeds to plant inside of me.
in spring time i grew a magic song.
then skipping along,
i sang the song to everyone.
sadly.this is what some of us are made of.
i finished the salmon book today.
it was a rather unexpected ending.
yet it came at you with so much. hm.
obviousness.
it's like you already knew.
we all already know.
but we delude ourselves somehow.
we may not be able to predict the future.
but from whatever is happening, with some common sense we can tell.
what will happen next.
but we don't.
and that is what makes us human.
monique.moving on,
today was rather uneventful.
i got yet another shirt somehow.
and that was it.
somehow i feel my life is getting too normal.
or too eventful.
i'll never know.
because we'll either stay in the delusion or get out of it.
and once you get out you believe.
believe in the belief that you are out of it.
seven apples on the witch's tree,
with seven seeds to plant inside of me.
in spring time i grew a magic song.
then skipping along,
i sang the song to everyone.