Thursday, 5 April 2007


They are horrible things. Can't live with them, can't live without them. Can't understand them. If you do understand them, can't control them. If you can control them, you can't really find much reason or sense in them..... And you can't ever ignore them, not really. You can try, but they're like a sty. I speak from experience. You can not ignore them. You see them all the time, and if you don't, then it's because of them.... whatever.

Sadness. Or is it melancholy. I have heard people decipher feelings of an alien mind from just a look at an expression. But I'm not one of those people. It bewilders me. Keeps me fascinated for ages, one expression. Or maybe it's many. I don't really know. What I do know is that I saw what I have not seen too often. Maybe never before. Seeing in another what I seem to have felt, at another time, another place. I wish I had seen more. Or maybe it's better this way.

Feeling: drunk
Listening to: Porcupine Tree - Glass arm shattering.


histrionix said...

Long there will be multiple comments.

1) Yes it is good to not have super-awesome acco in a place where you want to get yourself out and explore:)

2) All I can say is, I'm jealous:) But I did go biking in Central park!

kray said...

:) wrong post

but yes, I totally appreciate the jealousy :D and oi, you're going biking all around NY!!! AND with company!!! now I'm feeling a wee bit jealous of u :)