introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- storm front ignoreland - first of february, 2002 "...wrecking all things virtuous and true"~r.e.m. maybe it was the way the grey skies moved in when we were sleeping in our newly arranged room last night. maybe its the frigid wind blowing everything around and making the rain that falls in short spells run horizontal that has taken the place of yesterdays ridiculously temperate temperatures. or maybe its just that i've had a whole lot of not much to do and too much time to think about the lots of nothing that i'm doing. maybe its because i can only hang so many things on the wall at a time before i grow incessantly bored with the mundane. maybe its because, as much as i adore him, i still need proof that there is life outside of nine-twenty first avenue. maybe its none of those things but one thing is for sure: i'm the strangest mixture of content and devastating-sad that i've been in a long, long time..... or perhaps ever. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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