maybe it's your unhappiness that you're choosing over me.
it's only that we don't know.
maybe what drives us through life is that we have no clue.
we act out of ignorance.
maybe it's my unhappiness that i'm choosing when i choose you over other people.
in the name of love.
or maybe the dice hasn't been rolled yet. waiting, is all we do.
is all we know.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Friday, May 12, 2006
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