there are so many mysteries that exist in my life right now. one could drive himself mad trying to make sense of them all. but i don't really want to sort them out. something about mysteries and that the understanding of them does not have. like the magic of everything, when you try to understand nothing about them.
there is a roundabout near my apartment. i think my life is like that in so many ways. i travel sometimes going this way or that. and sometimes while i am passing around the middle i find that people that i have once passed are on it too. around and around and around i go...
Comments (3)
This one?
Roundabout
Posted by xie | April 4, 2002 5:25 PM
Posted on April 4, 2002 17:25
nope, but that one is close too...
-=grin=-
Posted by takeru | April 5, 2002 3:33 AM
Posted on April 5, 2002 03:33
i wanted to email you, but i can't think of anything to say. one night when i was drunk in france i spent twenty minutes trying very hard to remember your phone number, and i did! it was quite a feat. but there is really no point to that story. so how about this: i miss you, i hope you're well. there we go.
Posted by krink | April 7, 2002 6:43 AM
Posted on April 7, 2002 06:43