Midnight |
Just a little before midnight now. I've been home for two days sick. Its really quiet. I hear what sounds like water going down a pipe from the flat upstairs. If the phone rang it would probably send ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 00:04:00 GMT |
The Tempest |
Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry;
On the bat's back I do fly,
After summer merrily.
Posted by on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 21:17:00 GMT |
Outside My Window |
The street, the grass, the flowers swaying in the wind, through the melody, faint sounds of children playing and I'm suddenly watching my own movie. Its that scene and I'm the main charachter. I'm at ...
Posted by on Wed, 31 May 2006 16:47:00 GMT |
Wow, Fortune cookies & fortunes, taking chances.. |
I was at a cafe today, I looked down and I saw the remnants of a fortune cookie, as if someone had stepped on it, I collect fortunes so I looked around but there was no fortune to be found.
Later I'm ...
Posted by on Mon, 29 May 2006 20:57:00 GMT |
" I believe in Angels" |
The sweetest thing just happened to me: I was walking down Sutter after getting my coffee and toasted bagel with butter and strawberry jam, when I walked next to a man pushing his wheelchair and he sa...
Posted by on Sat, 27 May 2006 10:21:00 GMT |
Solitude in the Office |
Well, here I am again working another 12 hour day, but somehow I enjoy being here alone when everyone else has gone home. But why do I stay here so late, what am I avoiding.
Posted by on Thu, 25 May 2006 19:28:00 GMT |
"I truly am indeed, alone again, naturally" |
Oh, Gilbert.
In a little while from now,If I'm not feeling any less sourI promised myself to treat myselfAnd visit a nearby tower,And climbing to the top,Will throw myself offIn an effort to make it...
Posted by on Sun, 21 May 2006 19:21:00 GMT |
To Substances incomprehensibly inseperable & lost.. |
Daria este viento de mar gigante por tu brusca respiracion oida en largas noches sin mezcla de olvido, uniendose a la atmosfera como el latigo a la piel del caballo. Y por oirte orinar, en la oscurida...
Posted by on Mon, 15 May 2006 21:50:00 GMT |
How to say goodbye, for Smoking Jesus |
You will be in my thoughts, I went through something similar when my father was dying from cancer. We were never close or physically affectionate when I was growing up, he drank alot and when my mothe...
Posted by on Mon, 08 May 2006 22:19:00 GMT |
My day is going TERRIBLY... |
nobody ever reads my blogs, so i ask my self why i bother, i think i just like to go back and read them later, or a part of me hopes someone will read it and think im cool. But im not cool, in fact i ...
Posted by on Thu, 04 May 2006 12:52:00 GMT |
