I am deep fried greasy goodness Wednesday July 6, 2005, 4 comments
Sometimes when I go for my evening walks, I’ll debate my own sanity with myself.
Sane? Insane? Who knows. I see things so much differently than everyone else. Does that make me crazy? What does crazy mean? Why the hell do I have so much trouble functioning like a normal person?
I killed a vibrant part of myself a year ago today. I’m a little bummed about that.
Maybe I just think too damned much.
damn thinking… i know what you mean. i often wish i just could switch it off sometimes.
On a brighter note, it was one year ago today that we “met”, and I believe we are both better men for it.
And stop thinking so dang much. It’ll cause (more) brain damage.
1 Year ago, Age killed a part of himself.
And 1 year ago, caerulea met Age..
Pretty wild Jorge. Pretty wild.
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