6/2/12
Music: Crusades, Mindless Self Indulgence, Throbbing gristle, and of all things LMFAO
Your picture sits by my window
It is staring me down
Yet I see you in town
I smile, and chat, I don't feel low
But my dreams talk of you differently
You bring me to pains
My perception is stained
Makes me wonder if we are free
Through our intangibility
Like a couple, they say
Forced to question our ways
Actually a couple, are we?
We seek each other for support
Romance, an accident
Is this fear commitment?
Or did we build to much rapport?
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I think too much about things. The smallest situation becomes the largest in your head. So when a situation's already large, it can seem like the very nature of reality has fallen into question. I'm about to make a decision which may end very badly for me. It may end very well. In 5 years time, I'll probably find it totally ridiculous that I thought of it as a big deal at all.
I've been away for the last few days, up on the Murray. I went paintballing, drank too much, the usual. Good weekend with good friends.
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