Swoon.

04Dec09

So I am swooning.

Shoot me.

Allure…

Yeah. That’s what it is.

Mysterious. Distant. Cold.
And yet…

Beautiful, intelligent, well-spirited…

Eh?

My.

I find this so funny.

But I am going to assume nothing will come of it.

If I somehow manage to end up somewhere…

Then all I will be able to do is be amazed.

Anyway.

I’m off to sleep…

provided i can


December!

03Dec09

So the end of the year is upon us again.

Another Christmas.
Another birthday.

The usual deal I’ve come to expect from December.

It’s got me in a good mood, actually.

even though it’ll be a year since she left me

And that;

That is a good thing.

I have a lot of plans.

I want to write more.
I’ll give a short story a shot sometime.

I need to verse my starved inner writer.

He must be dying by now.

Or perhaps he gets by…

I do think an awful lot all the time, after all.

Either way, I am… Good.

And when was the last time I could say that so confidently?

Been a while, I think.

I’m off.

To.

Uh.

Eat, perhaps?
Or think some more.

I wish I was a better conversationalist.

Random thought, yes.

I’m off.


I do not…

30Nov09

Know how I feel.

What’s new there? Hahaha.


Lack thereof;

25Nov09

Namely, literary fuel.

In the form of what, you ask?
Melancholia.

Feelings of negativity are what propel one to write, I would think…

A sort of isolation-the heady, heartrending sort.

Which, coincidentally, can be burned in the form of the written word.

Alas, due to my sheer apathy, I feel there is nothing to my writing at the moment.


I wonder;

22Nov09

Where do I go from here?

I need direction.
Or…

Do I?

Hmm.

Perhaps a good starting point is tomorrow.




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