20.10.10

Dreams are misleading

And, then a dream to end a streak of sanity.

Never blame others for misfortune but, rather, take in full perspective of all which surrounds. With success, you'll see everything seemingly and quickly worth blaming on someone else, is your own misgivings.

Having the luck for a few weeks to escape the reality of the abyss I created, I've been lucky. And, I shouldn't ask for more.

How simple a dream, steeped in reality, can bring it all crashing down within an instant of awakening. The cold air caressed my forehead, as the warmth of the nights fantasies quickly fleeted.

And, there I was, just as I found myself the night before. Alone. Tired and begging to attempt to relive times now so far gone, it is too late.

Don't ever let anyone tell you: 'it's not too late'. Because, it often is. They know it. And, you know it.

19.10.10

Kids are the Best

Do times change or do people?

I'm trying my best to create a routine and not push myself out of it, again.

The house is looking nice. I'm not impatient, I hope others aren't either. It'll take time and no matter what I do, I can't do bad work quickly.

I refuse.

Important people visit this Starbucks. Important; everyone. Either to their consiousness or someone elses.

I wish I could stop biting my fingernails and I wish this guy would stop using words like 'ancillary' and 'ubiquitous'. I wonder if he was related to Anne Frank?

Hopping and lunging, lightly grasping his mothers hand while she focused her attention not on him, he focused on nothing. Bopping down the street the little blond-haired kid found the time to kneel every 10 yards and alternate between throwing the sweet-gum pods into the street, and placing them in a rudimentary fashion, into his mothers purse.

On her phone, she never noticed. Nobody ever notices kids, and they're the only ones who make any sense.

Need to write
cant find the time
wait
that's not it
What is it?
it's not theres nothing
it's the writer is
nothing

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