there are miles to go before i sleep...
i know the end but i don't know how to get there.
this is what it must have felt like when Zeus's head split open and out came Athena.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
where is my mind?
i can't do it... i can't do anything. i can't write because i can't think, i can't think because i haven't slept, i can't sleep because i can't stop thinking, can't sleep because i can't stop writing...
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Heh. Oooo Steph darling...
Still got those Phi Delta Kappans sitting on my desk at work...
Lol, 1) breath in, breath out. 2) pour shot or three of bourbon into glass, over ice. 3) Insert bourbon into mouth, swallow.
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