Tuesdays---
5/24/05 11:54 pmwill run up on you like firefly mice waiting for the street vendor to give them balloons.
No, really.
This Tuesday passed with the sound of clashing weapons and burning buildings, with the twang of arrows and heavy thunk of crossbows being released. I've made some mysterious connections with my past, and brought myself up to greet the future with a friendly smile and handshake.
I've got to sleep now, but these things are precious. Everything is precious, even the things you can't quite manage to forgive.
No, really.
This Tuesday passed with the sound of clashing weapons and burning buildings, with the twang of arrows and heavy thunk of crossbows being released. I've made some mysterious connections with my past, and brought myself up to greet the future with a friendly smile and handshake.
I've got to sleep now, but these things are precious. Everything is precious, even the things you can't quite manage to forgive.