Monday, August 20, 2007

she opened the window for the rain.

i feel so much, it is impossible for me to even pretend to write it down.

i know so much, it is ridiculous for me to ask for advice. i will learn.
i have known everything in my life. whenever you think about it, you have too.
that is SO much. every second of every day. every thought in every second.
my capability is so vast. one could never remember everything that has happened, but to have the knowledge that it has happened... we don't question it, but we don't think about it.
should we promise ourselves the entirety of our past?
or should we deny ourselves of what our selective memories close out?

i don't know what in the world i am talking about.


a predator lurking in the woods; i am looking for something to sink my teeth into.
my guard is up and my defenses will be strengthened: tomorrow i am going to jail.
a plain grey shirt, tucked in.
blue jeans, with a belt.
get your hair off your face.
the metal detectors are at the front entrance of the building.

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