from a couple of months ago: so much...

i would have so much liked to cry last night. on the way home. it would have felt so good. but i wasn't angry enough, or sad for that matter. or who knows what i wasn't enough to shed some tears. all i managed to leave on the empty streets from me were some words chopped. i never do so. ever. really. i'm always taking things with me. hiphiphurray.

then today, in the office, i flipped. i flipped while i was responding to a letter. as if had mattered at all....

the same old story again and again.

spin around with 360 degrees, and my universe remains still.

see-see-see - look-look-look


i don't know for what to wish to be different???!!