A Journal of Sorts
after all is said and done this role of obscurely seeking attention fame and fortune and fun and whatever else I might forget to mention may have just been something to do in the stall waiting for something else, after all ah, the process is a slow one as life speeds by J memories tie it all together in the mind (pity the fool who leaves them all behind) and woe to those who never make the time to sit and ponder themselves in life's rhyme so when shall I make the time? (ouch) J ok, the gauntlet drops... another few weeks may pass before I even consider picking it up, but knowing it's there is a constant reminder (lest I forget and trip myself)... until then, I shall find myself slipping back here to update on the run and probably find some rhymes bubbling to the surface and scribbled wherever I am... already some are on paper somewhere (stuffed into one of my knapsacks to be found and added to the webworld someday)... and someday my princess will come too J alas, facetiousness is the last resort of the trapped mind... and time runs out on this week as work looms over the rest of it... one of these days maybe I'll update lifetimes and KIT, huh?... and worklife?... it's all the same... maybe next week (maybe I just need some more nudging from my avid readership... hint hint cough)... remember, I love you... and appreciate you... your turn J |
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