Tuesdays...
11/4/03 03:35 am...breathe out the scent of smoke and in the scent of frost on the driveway.
there was a sign on the highway that said 'twenty-two', referring to the temperature.
inhale einstein, exhale hitler was the name of a song i heard when i was fourteen and watching late night local videos on channel twenty-two.
twenty-two plus (four minus one) is twenty-five.
twenty-five years is a long time, isn't it? or is it? it's a long time to wait for a bus, but is it a long time in the life of a tortoise or a tree that can live for hundreds of years? or is it a long time, a quarter of your lifetime passed by you completely, lived, for good or evil or neither?
hundreds and hundreds of hours have passed, and many more will pass before the time seems to come around again. please live happily.
there was a sign on the highway that said 'twenty-two', referring to the temperature.
inhale einstein, exhale hitler was the name of a song i heard when i was fourteen and watching late night local videos on channel twenty-two.
twenty-two plus (four minus one) is twenty-five.
twenty-five years is a long time, isn't it? or is it? it's a long time to wait for a bus, but is it a long time in the life of a tortoise or a tree that can live for hundreds of years? or is it a long time, a quarter of your lifetime passed by you completely, lived, for good or evil or neither?
hundreds and hundreds of hours have passed, and many more will pass before the time seems to come around again. please live happily.