I realise i have yet to see so much and feel so much. As much as i want to, i am stuck in this small cubicle of mine.. How much more can i take when i can't even handle the thoughts i am having, the perceptions i have cultivated? No man think alike. Who would one truly understand another when you are still you?
Monday, August 22, 2005
Monday
The flu bug has caught me. And it is fierce. I've been infect for about a week and yesterday nite the fever virus paid me a visit as well. I'm weak. WEAK! No matter how loud I am, I cant scare them away! Damn! Its the seventh month. Seventh Month. Maybe because I didn't pay respects to the dead? Never offer them food, burn paper money for them to spend? And help to pollute the earth with smoke, ashes and maybe indirectly feeding the birds. Ok, I am whining already. I am sick. My mucus is flowing out.
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