
Monday, April 26, 2010
A few weeks on, everything's changed from a state of horrible uncertainty to horrible equilibrium.
Growing up I knew no bound on my ability, save whether or not I wanted to do it. Such ego, tsk. Now I painfully know the bounds, and maybe that's the last pencil mark on the height scale beside the bedroom door.
Past certain altitudes you can't see the ground through the clouds. Now its the carnage of the rainforest soil, humid and poisonous.
All this seems terribly scripted and uncannily predicted! This's the life I'd have planned, this's the life I'd have planned for myself, this's the life.
And somefew out there will make perfect sense of what I'm writing.. i hope.
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12:13 AM
"Sorry also must exprain"
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