speak my thoughts.
Sunday, May 06, 2007 5/06/2007 11:24:00 AM
Yet another calm day, not a single distressed thought succeeded in shifting my neatly ordered world. Maybe just one - the fact that I ate too much because granny always make good food in the morning and I wasn't in control of the quantity consumed. Now, I am just staring through the steam rising from my coffee while trying to come up with things to say. Exhaustion outweighs the craze to write by a narrow margin.
i don't know what i should be feeling right now because i don't know if it has something to do with me. its not that i should be feeling upset but i don't think i should be feeling happy about it as well. Maybe I’m just having one of my pessimistic thoughts.
I'm spitless scared that I'd wake up one morning and not know which century I am living in, or how old I am. I've been thinking too much. I wrote an entry in my notebook today. It was trite and endlessly long, and I didn't notice it until I reached the final sentence. I wrote from pages to pages... pretty much reeks of my sucky teenage adventure - how soon to grow old, how I used to rely on the ever-changing cast of lovers and boyfriends for comfort. I can't sleep anymore; I think I am staying awake to hear the arrival of the first birds in the morning. Sleeping is overrated, so let's all lie awake and witness time move in slow motion. I think that's all I have to say, Goodbye.
i write habitually as a way to
verbalize my far too complex thoughts which
are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences
that complicate life unnessarily.
