Saturday, November 19, 2005

words.

If I could put into words what I am thinking you might understand me better. The fact is that most of you don't know me from another stranger on the street and what is the point in understanding a perfect stranger. It makes no logical sense really.

Could it possibly help you understand yourself? Or maybe it would give you some insight into human nature?

Either way, I'm not sure how to spill my guts about what I'm feeling inside so I think I will just carry on with my plans for the day and think about it some more.

Once it's out there, I can't take it back.

1 comment:

twolf1920 said...

I know you hate your job...I DEFINITELY know that! AND you ROCK as a writer...I know that...

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