thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] the hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see. [ayn rand]


April 03, 2009

timings, timings.

i've lost count of the nights i've spent alone not because i had a burning desire to be alone - happens sometimes - but because i simply can't get anything to do, or anyone willing to do something. truth be told, i don't always put much effort into making something, but that doesn't matter right now. there are other nights though, other occasions, when everyone remembers that i'm still alive somewhere in town and call me, inviting me for something. meh, what a pain. i can't be everywhere at the same time. as i can't simply be nowhere at any time. unfortunately.

2:44 PM

 

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