27 April, 2010

At 5:30 am:

It is cold.

Argh

Sun?

WHAT HAPPENS AT THIS HOUR?

I forgot.

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There must be something interesting going on in my life.

I'm looking for something relevant.

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Echoes of familiar conversation

"This is too poetic" giving typed work (Times New Roman pt 12) a once over.

"And the ideas.Immature." added for good measure.

Amusement struggles with pride.

"I could," as if it is a by chance possibility "tutor you."

"Do you make it a point to be an asshole?"


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