cauSCILAB it, yeah
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
I can't stop thinking. It's just an announcement of the once-expected things to come, and now here it is, and I really couldn't care less. Now, that, that's lying, because it bugs me this much, and it must mean something. Somewhere along the way, I've been thinking about putting my thoughts into words, and as it easy as it sounds, when I direct the train of thought to a focal point, an embodiment of all these ramblings, a someone, I'm condemned to a blank paper, and an empty brain. But I wanted to say many things, and write dramatically as the time ticked by, words upon words landing on top of each other, as I use all up the remaining spaces of the tattered paper. And to everybody else, it would mean nothing but a scratch paper, covered in doodles and whatnot, but to me, it's what my world is crumbling into, a pile of useless mush, a mountain of constrained thoughts, pieces of memories, and I guess, it's a different you. For now at least.
smiled at the sun again @ 10:30 PM,
