Wednesday, January 30, 2008
the luck, she is still running good.
I sometimes feel like the entire human race, collectively, knows something I don't. It has to be the secret to something. All I know is how good it would feel to be content, with companionship, and in tune with the earth's rotation. I feel like there is an ever increasing capacity for loneliness in my life.
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